The Unfortunate Life of An Interesting Woman – Finale

Memories Like The Corners Of Our Minds… Ginny’s mind poured over these memories as if they happened yesterday. “Take a look at this Rebecca,” she said to her 18-year-old granddaughter, “This was my first published article. I was the first woman to make the front page at that newspaper.” Ginny leaned back, her old arthritic hands ached as she clutched the treasured items that she was pulling out of her old chest. They were sitting in her dusty and very hot attic. Rebecca was heading off to college in a

The Unfortunate Life of An Interesting Woman – Part VI

One Strong Woman To Another As Ginny entered the newspaper office, she was immediately greeted by the tall woman she had met the last time she was there. Instead of wearing a frown, the secretary looked mildly interested and intrigued. Ginny decided to ask her to let Mr. Watson know that she was there. “Hello, Ginny to see Mr. Watson,” she said. The secretary smiled in an amused way and sauntered off to Mr. Watson’s office. When she returned she looked as though she wanted to ask. “You know honey,

A Love Like This: Answer 3 Top Questions To Have One

Relationship Matters Motivational Monday and this week front and centre are relationships – how to get ready for one, attract one, be in one and even handle the end of one. Every woman and I dare say man, hope for a love like this – the one shared between my very best of friends, Beverly and Noel Martin. They are most certainly the model and motivation for me where it concerns an intimate relationship. Before you enter or settle for the relationship you are now in – read this interview

The Unfortunate Life of An Interesting Woman – Part V

The New Angle Ginny had spent the rest of the evening retyping her pieces with her mother’s edits and she was truly amazed at how well they had turned out. The next morning, before her father left for work, Ginny thrust the pile of papers in front of him. With a chuckle, he grabbed them and began reading. His face changed as he read. He always loved reading Ginny’s work, but the articles he was reading now were much deeper and had more clarity than ever. The struggle that Ginny

The Unfortunate Life of An Interesting Woman – Part IV

Mama’s Girl Ginny’s mother’s facial expression changed from genuine interest to one of pain. She wrapped her arm around her daughter’s shoulders and led her inside to the sofa. As they sat, more tears rolled down Ginny’s face and she tried to bury her head in her hands. Her mother watched as her confident, beautiful daughter crumpled into a pile of tears and sobs. Something was very wrong. “Sweetie what happened?” She asked as she brushed the stray hair away from her daughter’s wet face. “It was awful. They mocked

The Unfortunate Life Of An Interesting Woman – Part III

The Newsroom The office was full of smoke. Ginny coughed as she walked into the haze. She could see that the walls were lined with bookshelves and there were boxes and loose sheets of paper all over the room. On the desk in front of her was the newest copy of the newspaper with red marks all over it. She felt a sense of excitement but was also a bit intimidated. As she looked at the man sitting behind the desk, she rallied her inner strength and stuck out her

Sunday Snippets: Relationships, Sexy Gorillas & Curried Chicken

Easy Like Sunday Morning Writing on a Sunday morning was not formerly on my list of to do’s. However, since relocating to WordPress it has become one of my simple Sunday pleasures. Later I will probably go hiking or something – maybe. At first, my thought was Sunday posts might focus more on spirituality, after all I am a trained chaplain and spiritual counsellor. Orthodoxy is not my style and that is most evident in my choice of conversations on this blog and in life. As I arose from bed

The Unfortunate Life Of An Interesting Woman – Part II

One Week Later It had been a week since Ginny had gone dancing with her friends. She had floated through the days, thinking about the mysterious William that she had danced with. She wrote about in him her journal and thought about him when she danced to the music on her radio. But this morning, a prospect much more exciting than dating had come into her life in the form of an ad in the daily newspaper. “Journalist wanted” she read. Her search for love became a distant memory as