After a long hiatus, I’m pulling it back together to get in the swing of things.  Too bad work has decided to usurp my life recently.  The economy is tanking everyone, and it’s effect has been felt in my small offices.  That, and a mysterious illness that’s afflicted the boss-man, have been keeping me very busy this week.  I’ve also been without internet at home this week, but that is back up tomorrow.  Yay!  It’s quite an experience to go without internet for two weeks, let me tell you.   I felt so…disconnected!  Ha!

Anyway, there’s a long overdue roundup of the March challenge.  Aren’t you excited?  Reminder: I still need ideas of how to handle the tracking of the books I send out!  One of you must have far more techie knowledge than I!!!  Please read my last post for details if you haven’t already, because I could really use your feedback.

For the March challenge I chose Night Blogger’s entry as my pick.  It was the first I read, and so perhaps I didn’t give the rest of you a fighting chance, but it was just so powerful that I knew.

They marched like soldiers, like heroes, like villains. Their eyes all gleaming and shining with right.

To reclaim, to mark, to save the day, in ranks and rows of a hundred and two, pounding, pounding, shaking loose the foundation; a hundredfold steps.

One, two, the rhythm of warfare. Simple but always, returning, reviving, creeping up in the night to scratch at the door, a mangy stray cat with one eye and fever.

No more. They march, one step, two step, eyes like oceans that carry the soul. One, two, may the enemy cower when peace comes a’ knocking.

One, two.

In other words…

  • The Ninja gets to the point. 
  • Louceel shows us how getting in line isn’t always easy.
  • The winds of March according to the poetry of Patsy.
  • I love the name of this blog.

I think there may be more of you that were missed when my blog went MIA, so if you’re not included in this list, it’s because things were lost in the mix.  Shoot me a comment and I’ll add you.

This week’s word comes from The Virgin of Bennington by Kathleen Norris.  Bennington College is where Alba would like to go.  When I took her to the campus a few years ago, she actually broke into tears.  The word is…

Pleased

Well darling readers, I will be with you again shortly.

With love,