Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Cheating To Post Link


I know. I know. I’m not supposed to be here on Tuesdays. Technically it’s my thoughts that are here, not me. And I didn’t do any work. Mary DeMuth did on her blog, So You Wanna Be Published. Many of you know I’m an avid fan of U2. I had the opportunity to go see them in concert in September. I waited twenty years for that. I parallel that to my writing. I’m so okay with waiting 20+ years to see this writing thing through.


As a side, I think you all might be interested in a dream I had several nights ago. It complements the link well. In the dream Steve (my husband) was seated right next to me, so don’t jump to romantic thoughts here. Bono came to sit near me at some point during an intimate private party. He leaned over and informed me that he loved me. Following that I could think of nothing better to tell him than, “I’ll see you in heaven.” Dreams are fantastic, aren’t they?!

Make my cheating and my boundary-busting away from my blog schedule worth it. Go read Writing Advice from U2 over at So You Wanna Be Published.


Printable stuff, eh?


*photo by flickr

14 comments:

  1. Thanks for the link, lots of great wisdom and parallels there. May our writing rock on!

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  2. I love U2 also. I've never seen them in concert. I bet that was amazing.

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  3. dreams are crazy and yours was hilarious!! haha

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  4. Ah yes, dreaming of Bono. Everyone has to do it occasionally, right?

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  5. I love U2!! I'm following the link now.

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  6. That piece is thought-provoking. The problem with cliches is that every fresh invention can become a cliche. Running ahead of language is a challenge!

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  7. That dream was a beaut! Your husband AND your rock idol! Now that's what I call having it all...

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  8. Thanks for the link and for sharing your dream. :-)

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  9. Hi Wendy! What a great place you have here. I've seen you around the blogsphere for quite some time. I'm sorry it's taken me so long to stop by! I also wanted to thank you for following :) Very, very nice to "meet" you!

    I got to see U2 for the first time in October. Amazingly moving concert! So glad you got to go!

    Have a wonderful week,
    Jen

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  10. Joanne, The ladies in my MOMS group knew me for saying Rock On regularly.

    Susan, Even more so b/c they sang "Amazing Grace."

    Lauren, Funny, cryptic, hyptnotic...it was good.

    Natalie, Glad to know I'm not alone. ;)

    Jessica, Meaty, eh?

    Heather, Yet another thing we share in common.

    Rosslyn, An excellent point. I think the more we focus on who God is calling us to be the less we worry about trying to be different and in turn, we end up being more different. No idea if that made sense...it sounded so good in my head.

    Deborah Ann, I certainly wasn't complaining and the nice part was neither was Steve in my dream. He was A Okay with Bono whispering to me. Odd.

    Katie, I think I wrote it on your comments a couple days ago. I knew you'd appreciate it.

    Get Real Girl, I do what I can. ;)

    Jen, I'm so glad to have you here now. I enjoyed your blog and am looking forward to reading more. We share that first time concert thing in common. I'm glad we went b/c now my husband keeps looking for more for us to go to. Ice breaker of great and wonderful proportions.

    I cheated today. I'm really not addicted. I swear. Wow, I sound addicted though, don't I? I think to make up for it, I might take a week off next week and post only in spotty times.

    I
    hope
    you
    dream
    wild
    dreams
    tonight (and that your other half is seated beside you the whole time).

    ~ Wendy

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  11. Lauren, It's bugging me I spelled hypnotic wrong. Wow. I'm better now. Night.

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  12. Totally printable. I wish I could remember my dreams...

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