More like a journal

Just wanted to say that the reason I haven't followed up on my delicious story about meeting author Anjanette Delgado at the Miami Book Fair and subsequently reading the original, Spanish version of her novel " La píldora del mal amor" ("The Heartbreak Pill") is because for the past two weeks I've been writing like a mad woman. Not mad crazy or mad angry but mad on a mission, can't do anything but. Nevertheless, my heart and my conscience brought me here, to say that. I've been working on assignment to produce two articles, both healthcare related, one on the day in the life of a respiratory therapist and another, on the topic of love and health. Will link when they're out (THEY'RE OUT. CLICK HERE) . Have to get back. Like the half lives of radio isotopes, halfway through is longer than heartbreak itself. Meanwhile, keep reading!

Never has a groupie had such a quick turn around in meeting the object of her admiration. A few days ago I broke through a writing lag having received a magical touch of inspiration through reading Anjanette Delgado's blog, "Wise Latina Woman" . And voilá, a creative visualization come true, just a couple of days later, we were hugging each other at the Miami Book Fair. She was there to present her novel, "La píldora del mal amor", which I held snuggly in hand. Originally published in English as "The Heartbreak Pill" in the introduction to her talk, the author clarified that that she wrote the book in Spanish but was asked to adapt it into English for the first published edition - not an easy matter considering the "sabor" - the essential flavor - of the Spanish manuscript. I hadn't planned to introduce myself until the book signing, hoping the joy of recognition would unite us. We had become friends through Facebook and I was wav

So far, this has been all about me. Not that it's immoral. There's nothing wrong with a blog being about the blogger. It could be a dear diary and that would be ok. But I haven't written here in almost a year whereas I've spent lots of time reading other people's blogs. And while many - most - of them, place the author in a good light, the best ones do so by writing about things outside oneself. Or offshoots. Am I about to change my tact completely? I don't know. I don't think I have much of an audience (if you disagree, please let me know), so I could keep this space as my personal therapy and perhaps only the people who arrive via randomizer will read my innermost thoughts. But today, I encountered a blog that made me want to change that. More about me, it may be surprising to acquaintances who think of me as a free spirit to know that I keep office hours. I am blessed with sufficient work to mandate that I start my day early and continue into the ev