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Reflections From the Frothy Monkey

Tuesday, March 02, 2010

Recent events in Nashville have led me on a solitary jaunt through Davis Kidd books, having lunch with The Book Thief (a work that is astoundingly original), and attending a wedding celebration at Belle Meade Plantation where author JT Ellison and her wonderful husband Randy joined in. (Congratulations To JT whose new novel THE COLD ROOM just hit stores and garnered huge praise from critics including the Chicago Tribune!)

For more on my bookstore meanderings visit A Good Blog Is Hard To Find on March 3rd as it's my official posting day for the southern blog collective.

If you are tracking the Great Southern Wing and A Prayer Tour just follow the blog along on the soon to be dusty trail as we are about to be heading out full steam for 18 stops in 14 days. And I'm still thinking Whose Idea Was THIS???? Yes, the clock is ticking. We have officially hit March and March 18th will see us kicking off the tour at Landmark Books in Franklin, TN 3-Forever!

For now we have (could it be) more Wintry MIX in the local forecast. Surprise, surprise but hang on. I'm looking at the calendar and you know what? I'm thinking that Spring is just around the corner and that it's real. Yes, I am. That it still exists and is unwrapping and unrolling itself with green stealthy surprise somewhere in the deeper South. That even as I type these words hanging out at Nashville's coffee house, The Frothy Monkey where people are shedding coats, scarfs, hats, sweaters all around me like seven layers of skin - that someday soon they'll only be wearing T-shirts and ready smiles with those laptops.

For the time being I'm thinking I'll plant a garden. I'm really serious about this year. Okay, okay, I'm serious about tomatoes. Maybe in pots. Big, red, natural, real tomatoes. I'm so serious I'm going to give my tomatoes names like Leroy, Ruthy Lea and Betty Sue. I'm going to name every one of them so that they know I care. And to prove it I'm working overtime to keep that one house plant alive. I'm apologizing to it for letting it get so thirsty while I was editing The Miracle of Mercy Land that it almost died. Really, really almost died. (To be honest I'm using the dead leaves and dropping for fire kindling.) But I'm soaking the roots and giving it a good talking to. Promising I'll do better. That I'll do the things people are supposed to do to keep things alive. I'm not certain what all those are but I'm willing to learn. But that's a really old story and if you don't believe me check out this link to an old blog Entry of mine about this time of year a few years ago titled Seeds of Change when my husband presented me with The Golden Hoe award.

Maybe this wilted, dropping (dying?) houseplant is just like me - it just needs a little light. Real earth time, God created Let There Be- you can feel it on your shoulders and inside your green- kinda light.

Sunshine. It could happen. Any moment now. Think I'll start searching for those hidden, early buds. Because I'm a die-hard hope springs eternal kinda girl and I'm still believing.

posted by River Jordan at 1:02 PM

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