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February 28, 2011

Crossroads by Gillian Archer

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I’m standing at the proverbial fork in the road. After four years living abroad in Ireland, my husband and I have decided it’s time to move back home to the States. We’ve been so homesick for so long, I’m amazed it’s taken us almost six months to get to this point. Don’t get me wrong, I realize how blessed we are to have had this experience. We’ve met some fantastic people, done some crazy things and seen some amazing sights. I’m half afraid that crossing so many items off my bucket list so early is tempting fate. But if viewing the latest “People of Walmart” email makes you homesick, it’s probably time to move back home.

Before we can move, we have to figure out where our next home is. So far we’ve narrowed it down to Salt Lake City, Phoenix or Seattle-ish. Needless to say there are pros and cons to all the locations. Honestly, I’m hoping for Phoenix. I’m excited at the thought of summer for a change, plus we could get a house with a swimming pool *big grin* But any way it goes, I’ll be happy because I won’t be staring at the “People of Walmart” in envy—I will be one of those shlubs very, very soon!

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January 12, 2011

Real Life Gets in the Way by Gillian Archer

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I haven’t been able to work on my writing as I should in a long time. Almost two months. My life has been a series of strange goings on lately. Our pipes have froze three times, each almost a week a time. We were snowbound for a week in December. And let me tell you, it’s not as romantic as it sounds, especially when we were boiling water like it was 1862. Plus our power went out Christmas Eve after we lost water for the third time.

So my writing suffered as a result. I had a hard time working on it when I was worrying whether or not our power was going to come on or if we had enough food stored up for our snowbound week or when/if our water was going to come on. What can I say? I’m a worrier and these past few months have been rough.

But it’s a new year—full of all the shiny hopefulness that entails. And this year will be different. This will be the year I’ll send out a completed, polished story for submission. This will be the year I’m published. This will be the year I dominate! 🙂 And hopefully this is the year we move back home to a place where building codes are enforced.

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