The First Bite

Books, Chocolate, Life

            Snow swirls down from a white sky as I write. Snow light fills my room. Snow silence muffles noise from outside. I’m taking a coffee, brownie and blog break. Perfect weather for drinking hot chocolate. Perfect weather for writing. For me, it’s always perfect weather for both.

            Chocolate is comfort food and writing is a comfort activity. Usually I’d be drinking cocoa at this hour. Today I have fresh baked brownies. Chocolate lover that I am, even for me, brownies and cocoa are too much of a good thing. I’m not really a sweets lover. That’s why I like my chocolate dark and my coffee black and strong.

            I’m broke, so I do my own art work. It’s more fun that way anyhow. The plate and cup are from the Cancer Society Thrift Shop. I didn’t really need them. I have plenty of plates and cups in different colors and designs. But these were chocolate colored and on sale. Who could resist? I also like that the plates are neither round nor square. Like me—somewhere in between. And, of course, the money went to the Cancer Society. Win/win.

            Usually I bake brownies from scratch. I have a great recipe from the back of a cacao powder carton from Saco Kitchen. The other day, Ghirardelli dark chocolate brownie mix was on sale. Another irresistible item. Ghirardelli makes delicious chocolate everything. Neither company is paying me to promote their products. I mention them because I love them.

            When I’m not blogging, eating chocolate or reading, I’m writing a novel. It’s been a long time coming. Most writers are filled with self-doubt. I’ve had more than my share. This time, however, I’m doing it. Five months to a completed first draft. Another two weeks or so of re-writing. This project grabbed me and won’t let go. I didn’t plan it that way. I have another novel that I’ve been working on for way too long. As Wind to Flame is not going anywhere. I’ll finish it when I finish my current project, working title—First Christmas in America, also known by its working title, Bittersweet Christmas. When  you’re hot, you’re hot and you work on what demands to be written. Ideas for sequels to both novels are simmering at the back of my mind.

            This is my fourth attempt at blogging. For reasons beyond my control, I was forced to give up In Rainier’s Lap. I don’t have the information necessary to prove that it was my blog, so I guess it’s going to languish in cyberspace forever. I made a couple of attempts at doing protest blogs. There’s a lot going on that pisses me off that I wanted to write about. However, I’m a depressive. Doing an angry blog only made me feel worse. Instead I’m writing about some of the essentials in my life. Not just books (including the ones I’m writing) but also knitting, photography, life as a Latvian, and living in my beautiful Washington state. I’ll be writing about all the things that, like chocolate, make my life sweet. I hope to find readers who love all these things, too. All of you will also make my life sweeter.

6 thoughts on “The First Bite”

  1. My house is stuffed with stuff..but I find comfort in the little things..The perfect cup of tea…the perfect snack..the cat…A few friends..and life is good…


    1. I agree, all those little things make life good. Any little bits of chocolate–chips, kisses–around that also make life good for you? Thanks for reading my post and commenting, Sandy. Comments are one of the things that help make my life good. I hope you’ll read more of my posts.


  2. A lovely, reflective, enjoyable revel in the little things–not so little, really–that make life sweeter. I hope to see more of these posts! Best wishes.

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    1. Thanks so much for your lovely comment, Judy. I’m glad you enjoyed my post. It’s the little things in life which add up to big joys. I’m having fun with this blog and have lots of ideas. You’ll be seeing more posts. Thanks for the good wishes.


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