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>> Sunday, November 13, 2011

I should have known. There are some things you can just take for granted and this was one of them. And now I have to deal with it.

I have a friend that I've known for quite some time. She's another writer, but we were pals before we both discovered our passion.

We don't see each other often, yet pick right up where we left off when we do. The last year or so we've drifted, each caught up in our own lives. Until I started a blog. Then like a hound dog after a rabbit, she came out of the woodwork, wanting to ride on my coat tails.

But since I occasionally need someone to help me keep posting on a regular basis, when she approached me about guesting, I decided it wasn't all a bad thing.

This week, I'm going to introduce you to my buddy, Miranda DailyLife. Don't get me wrong: she's a scream. And tends to be a bit high maintenance, running on the drama queen side of reality. 

I'm sure I will have to reign her in sometimes.

Thank goodness I didn't give her the passwords to my blog!

The timing is good since I'm wrapped up with NaNo anyway (just passed 24,000 words and a couple of days ahead of schedule--WOOHOO. ) Might as well turn her loose. Feel free to comment: the good, bad, and ugly. She's got tough skin and it will make her a better writer.

Here we go...hope you enjoy, "The Adventures of Miranda DailyLife"

Livin' The Dream


Me (mouth open, as usual)


With a deep sigh, I glance around, unable to believe my good fortune.  I'm sitting outside, shaded from the sun's glare by stately maple trees, pounding feverishly on my laptop. Occasionally, I field anxious phone calls from my agent who is hounding me about deadlines. Apparently, there are just not enough hours in the day to keep everyone happy that is clamoring for my writing. I decide to let her get all stressed out if she wants but today, with the sun shimmering, birds chirping, and the smell of newly cut grass, I'm having none of it. The scent of a blooming lilac bush wafts in the breeze as I end the conversation with “Chill out- you can't rush art.” Hanging up with her voice is still ringing in my ears, I figure she'll get over it—that's why I pay her the big bucks.

Life just doesn't get any better than this. I've retired from my “regular” job and able to support myself in a modest manner without having to supplement in other ways. (The thought of standing for hours saying 'Welcome to Wall-Mart' just doesn't do it for me.) The cat ambles alongside my lawn chair and the dog is curled peacefully near. All is right with the world...I'm livin' the dream...

And then I wake up--literally. I've dozed off in my chair (again) and reality has come to call. Oh good grief! It's 11:30 and I have to get up in a few hours. Seven o'clock comes pretty early and of course, the coffee has to be made before I go to bed--can't get up and not have it ready(it's that instant gratification thing). By the time I finally hit the sack, of course, I can't fall asleep. As I lay there, contemplating the cosmos, my mind wanders back to the pleasant place I was earlier. I drift off with one a final thought..someday...

The next morning, I get up and it all starts over again. You know what I'm talking about:'It's the Daily Grind! Step up and be the next contestant....and maybe you'll win a prize!' My reward?

Just making it through the day- that's what it's all about for me.

 Of course, some days go better than others.Then when it's all said and done, I write. It's my way to escape reality and check out for a while. Eventually we all have to come back; however, for a short time, I can go anywhere I want and be anyone I care to. No one has a say and there is no wrong way to do it. Like a bird, I soar...OK, I won't wax poetic—you get the picture.

So how do I reconcile the two?  My existence and my dream?

By entertaining through the silliness of my life.

You may smirk, roll your eyes, or even let out a guffaw as I'm actually pretty funny (if I do say so.)  I've found the ability to laugh at myself and since everyone else already is, why not capitalize on it?  Believe me, there is plenty of material.

While my complicated reality may be mere fodder for giggle-fests, I know from personal experience that often when we turn our focus on others, our troubles don't seem quite as bad. With any luck, my misery will outweigh yours...geez, what am I saying? Anyway, I think you know where I'm coming from.

Hang on and enjoy: it's gonna be a bumpy ride! 

And make sure you let Kim know you want to hear more from me. For some reason, she seemed hesitant to let me guest for her.

She never did learn to play well with others...

4 comments:

Anonymous,  November 16, 2011 at 10:45 AM  

Welcome to the site Miranda! I am looking forward to reading your posts, (since I know you from your previous writing). You will certainly add hilarious humor to our reading!! sandi

Shelly,  November 16, 2011 at 11:31 AM  

Miranda, you better not forget about your sidekick, "Fluff"!

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