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When I write, I draw on my experiences as a woman with a painful past, a rapturous wife and mother, a world traveler, and a spiritualist. For me, writing is an art form. Like an artist, the work becomes more than I imagined it would be. When I set out to write a story with a particular idea or character in mind, words I cannot claim as my own flow from a magical and mysterious place through me and onto paper. The work takes on a life of its own; it is living art. The process fascinates me, satiates me, and makes my life more meaningful. Please read my stories! If you would like to offer me feedback on my work, please click here and sign up for a free membership: https://heftynicki.Writing.com I hope to see you there!

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Welcome!

In 2011, my main focus will be on writing a novel. Since I'm a novice novelist, I've decided to come at the project from different angles, exploring the genre and experimenting with its elements. This blog and its offsite sister blog will be my journals where I attack novel-writing one day at a time.

As I was creating my BlogSpot page, the inspiration for the blog solidified in my mind. I named that blog "One Significant Moment at a Time." In essence, I want to use the format as a reminder to walk through my life with my author's eyes open, taking in the details, feeling the emotions of the day. As moments unfold and I feel their affects on me as a person, a woman, a mother, a sister, a member of the world community, I'll let the writer in me talk about it.

Creative Nonfiction is the genre most fitting to describe what I envision accomplishing here, moreso than blogging or journaling. The style is best suited, I feel, for my ambitions as a novelist.

In addition, Friday entries will not be written by me. Instead, I'll turn the keyboard over to one of the characters in my novel. He or she will relate the events of the day as s/he saw them, through the filter of his or her perception.

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If you've read my blog before, and find yourself here again, won't you click this link and check out my BlogSpot?

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Leave me a comment there, and I'll send you a WDC token of my appreciation!

Become a Follower there, and I'll send you a Supportive Merit Badge! -- You don't have to go to blogspot.com each day; in fact, I post much of the same entries here in this WDC blog. But building up a verifiable readership may prove important one day when I'm knocking on literary agent/publishers' doors!

To Follow, just click "Follow" on the right margin of my blog page. You'll have to sign in using, or create, a Google account (it's free and only takes two minutes!), and then follow the short instructions. It's easy, and I'd appreciate it so much!!

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2011 Reading Goal = 25 Books in 52 Weeks. To see the list of books I've read so far, CLICK HERE

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Thanks for reading!!

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NickiD89
Nov 27, 2012 at 12:19pm
In response to "Look at this Dust!"
I'm not ready for the holidays either! Do you realize Christmas will be here in 28 days?? This kids are out of school on the 18th and my parents arrive the 20th, which means I have only a little more than two weeks to get everything set to host the holidays here. And the old bank account is low...which means I have some strenuous financial juggling in my near future. Um, what am I saying? Not in my future, in my present! *go away, stress!!*

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Mara ♣ McBain
Nov 27, 2012 at 12:13pm
In response to "Look at this Dust!"
I had a lovely Thanksgiving! And NO I can't believe they're here already. I am sooo not ready! LOL It seems like I'm so busy lately and nothing gets done. Hope you had a blast diving and came back refreshed for the remaining holidays!

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NickiD89
Nov 26, 2012 at 8:29pm
In response to "Look at this Dust!"
Hi Mara! Did you have a good Thanksgiving? And can you believe the holidays are here -- already????

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Mara ♣ McBain
Nov 26, 2012 at 1:22pm
In response to "Look at this Dust!"
Welcome back, Nick! Hope you had a wonderful time. As insanely jealous as I am it couldn't happen to a sweeter family!

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NickiD89
Jan 29, 2012 at 11:51am
In response to "Time in a Briefcase"
@Jace ~ Hey friend!! Long time! Just today, we bought the plastic bin that will be our time capsule. We spent breakfast talking about what sorts of items each of us wanted to include. I'm really getting excited about the project!

Love the idea of writing the stories of your life for kids and grandkids to enjoy. What a precious gift to pass on!

It's now been a month and a half since I got hurt, and I've all but completely recovered. My right ear sometimes seems a bit fuzzy -- a soft hiss of white noise interfering a little with my hearing. But it isn't major and all-in-all, I feel great. I'm back to running and three weeks into my half-marathon training for the March 18 race. I feel great! Hope all's well with you. Thinking of you!!

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NickiD89
Jan 29, 2012 at 11:47am
In response to "Time in a Briefcase"
@Mia ~ Thanks! The stories that swirl around the project are abundant. There are the stories behind each item going into the project, the stories the kids will surely tell their children when we all open the capsule years from now, and the story ideas that come fast and furious with a prompt such as this: The Briefcase That Would Not Open." Oh how the creative geers turn!!

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JACE
Jan 28, 2012 at 11:25am
In response to "Time in a Briefcase"
These gals are right, Nicki. What an openiing story for your memoires. You know, get that writer in you going on a project that will really include your family.

I love that time capsule idea. I've been collecting stories of my past for my kids and grandkids, but a time capsule will get them involved as well.

I hope you're feeling better these days. How's your recovery going?

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Mia - craving colour
Jan 24, 2012 at 10:42pm
In response to "Time in a Briefcase"
Loved this post!

Just the thought of 'The Briefcase that Wouldn't Open" sounds like a story in the making.

And the discoveries inside could be the start of another.

Creating a family time capsule . . . that sounds like a beautiful memory in the making. Have fun.

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NickiD89
Jan 24, 2012 at 1:34pm
In response to "Time in a Briefcase"
Gah. Could you send me this message every day for about ten years? Then maybe, maybe it'll sink in. It's been a while since I wrote anything I'm proud of. Working hard right now so I won't be able to say that anymore! Hope your week's off to a great start. Thinking of you!!!

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Mara ♣ McBain
Jan 24, 2012 at 11:43am
In response to "Time in a Briefcase"
What an incredible story. I swear with just the stories of your lifetime you were destined to be a writer.

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April 29, 2011 at 9:07am
April 29, 2011 at 9:07am
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'Y' is for...?

Thanks for all the wonderful Blogger/WDC visits yesterday! The prompt word was 'Xenophobia' -- and almost everyone got it right! Whoot!

Today, I have the Royal Wedding on my mind and had to tear myself from the TV to post this. I love watching happy history unfold! So, I've used a piece of flash fiction I wrote last year for today's excerpt. Although the piece overall reflects the prompt, I'm putting the section that best depicts the 'Y' emotion/feeling/state of mind word in colored text. (I hope it isn't distracting as you read!) Leave me a guess in the comments telling me what 'Y' word comes to mind.

Here goes:

Nora’s fingertips grazed the silky fabric on the bed. Grasping the nylon tank top, she straightened, then hyper-extended her back just enough to lay the shirt on her chest and fold it properly. Her nose twitched, and she stiffened.

She’d smelled Bradley’s sour scent before she heard him enter the doorway behind her. Laying the folded tank in the suitcase before her, she said, “No use sneaking up. I know you’re there.”

Willing her hand to steady, she reached for another fistful of clothing. A zipper jingled from the heavy fabric. Hoodie. She felt along the garment to locate the sleeves, and then laid it -- arms open wide -- across the suitcase. She imagined herself like that, living in the hoodie’s pose, embracing life. Her heart raced at the thought.

As Nora brought one sleeve across to fold the jacket in half, the weight of Bradley’s hand suddenly fell on her arm, fingers closing on Nora’s wrist with an iron grip. She jumped and winced, cowering.

He shook her. “I don’t remember telling you I said it was okay to go.”

His hot, ashtray breath chilled the beads of sweat that’d sprung across her upper lip. She pulled to free her arm but he yanked hard, jerking her forward. Pain shot up the inside to her armpit.

“Let her go.”

Nora’s head snapped in the direction of the doorway and her brother’s voice. The vice released her, and she stumbled against the bed.

“Who the hell do you think you are, Ron?” Bradley spat. “You can’t just waltz into my friggin’ house.”

“It’s my sister’s house too. She asked me to come up and help her with her packing.” Ron returned Bradley’s glare for two beats before he walked to Nora and kissed her cheek. “You ready to go?" he asked softly. Nora heard a smile enter his voice as he went on. "I’ve been waiting six months for you to cash in my birthday present to you.”

“What kind of a friggin' idiot takes a blind person rafting?” Bradley said with a sneer.

Ron snapped the suitcase shut and offered Nora his elbow. As she took it, he said, “I guess this kind does.”

The next afternoon, adrenalin pumping through her veins with a ferocity she’d never known, Nora grasped Ron’s hand as they stumbled out of the raft.

“That was fucking amazing!” Nora screeched. Her laughter melded with the sound of the bubbling river rushing through the canyon they’d just descended.

Ron hugged her. “See little sis, you can do anything you set your mind to. Your real handicap all these years hasn’t been your eyes.”

Nora stepped back and drew in a deep breath. Slowly, she reached her arms wide open, tilting her chin so the sun warmed the whole of her face. “When we get back to the hotel, make the call,” she said.

“Good,” Ron said. “My secretary has the papers drawn up. He’ll be served tomorrow.

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Any idea what feeling or emotion I'm hinting at here with Nora? Looking forward to your comments. Happy Royal Wedding Day!

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