It’s funny, but when I hear the word riding, what I first think of is horseback riding as depicted in the novels of Rita Mae Brown. Given the Google image results that were heavy on pictures of bicycles and motorcycles, I suspect that many other people think of something quite different when they hear the word riding. One sort of riding I definitely did not think of was roller coaster riding. Although this picture, of a roller coaster at Holiday World in Indiana was a very attention grabbing result. Honestly, I don’t go on roller coasters any more, though I have some fond memories of when I used to.
Today is not in fact the anniversary of anything in particular that I know of. Ron and I celebrate our anniversary on February 1st. I remember that my parent’s wedding anniversary was December 23rd. It seems to me that anniversaries are more for couple’s to celebrate privately, rather than occasions their friends should be expected to remember. I suppose that the word anniversary also applies to remembering past events, for instance the 11th anniversary of the 9/11 terrorist bombings will be coming up in September. Mostly, I think I’m just a lot more interested in stumbling into and discovering the future, rather than counting up anniversaries from the past.
Sometimes, I really enjoy editing. When writers have something to say it can be so rewarding to help them polish their drafts into quality work. Editing for length is somewhat less fun, though as I’ve said many times it is often actually much harder to write something short and concise rather than rambling on. I always used to really hate (on principle) those Reader’s Digest Condensed Books. While there were a few Really long novels (thinking of Sir Walter Scott’s Ivanhoe here) that might have been improved by being brought down in size, for the most part it seems to me that the words are the joy of fiction– I just hated the idea of someone rewriting a novel to cut 50–75% of the word length. I apologize that this post is several days over due. Some days it seems I just sit down and crank these posts out, and other days it seems I simply can’t. C’est la vie. My thanks today to Catherine Donnelly who suggested these three words.