Thank you for visiting my adventure blog. What you’ll read in these posts is a collection of writings about a middle-aged woman on a quest to find the sparkle among the doldrums of life. I have heard it said you should do the thing that frightens you the most. Starting this blog terrifies me. I finished writing Saving the Hen House seven years ago. Everybody said I needed to start a blog while I hung out waiting to get published. I said I would do it as soon as I had five-thousand Tweeter followers. I passed that number two years ago. The reason I’ve been dragging my feet is I’m not an expert on anything. If I were a writing diva, I would have been published by now. Nobody in their right mind would be interested in my low-level clerical job in a small university police office. Rooster and I have some awesome adventures. My husband and I climb into our little Sunshine Mobile or jump on our Indian motorcycle and take off for parts unknown. It’s our mission to find unique experiences. Rooster is a fantastic adventurer planner. He doesn’t know it, but he’s about to make regular appearances in my blog. He’s also a funny guy, so I’ll steal a lot of quotes from him. I call him Rooster for purposes of this blog. That’s not his real name, but it fits.
Now I’m not about to run off and climb the Himalayas or jump out of an airplane without a parachute. Those sorts of things aren’t at the top of my bucket list. It wouldn’t break my heart if I never got around to doing either one of those two activities. I might ride across America on the back of a motorcycle. We attempted to ride to California a couple of years ago, but Rooster came down with shingles while we were in New Orleans. We had to turn back and fly to the west coast. It was a new adventure for me. I’d resisted the idea of getting in an airplane for years. Hens tend to keep two talons on the ground. I might go on an ocean cruise if it’s not in the middle of hurricane season. There’s an element of common sense a person should use when they embark on an adventure. What I will mostly be writing about is going against the grain and refusing to become a couch potato.
I will also be bringing you periodic updates from the fictional city of Tecumseh, Indiana. All the characters in my series live there during ‘The Great Recession’ in the year 2011. I’ve written three books with Tecumseh as the backdrop where my cast of characters acts out their lives. Tecumseh is loosely based on the small Indiana city I call home. I say loosely because I take most of our quirks and exaggerate them to the extreme. Life is funnier when you look at it that way. Tecumseh has more oddities than Planters has peanuts as the Hoosiers sitting at the liar’s table over at The Cup & Spoon would say. From the highway, Tecumseh looks like any normal Indiana city, but it’s a place where it’s possible for three middle-aged lady florists to become bounty hunters. It’s a place where anything can happen. It’s a place where the adventures taking place in this writer’s mind. Stop by for a visit. The corn is high, the summers are humid, the winters are guaranteed to be cold, and the city streets are littered with giant metal bug sculptures. The people are friendly in an intrusive sort of way. They tend to speak their mind even when their opinion wasn’t asked for. The trip is guaranteed to be interesting. I will save you the price of gas.
When I was a kid, I used to collect pop bottles and turn them in over at Jessie Weaver’s Grocery for a penny. Those bottles would rattle in the wagon I pulled behind me, heating up under the afternoon summer sun. The first one I found didn’t amount to anything. Even in 1965, you couldn’t buy much with a penny. By the time the red wagon was full, I had enough to purchase a Clark Bar and a root beer. I might even have enough left over to carry around in my pocket for the rest of the week. This first blog post is like the single bottle found in the weeds beside the road. It doesn’t fill up the wagon, but it does have the value of being a beginning. I hope when these meager offerings are compiled they will be worth reading.