Author - Am I one yet? Not in my mind...eventually though!
Blanchard - My maiden name, traced back from Massachusetts to England and then to France.
Carpe Diem - Something I try to do every day. Losing my husband at 58, the person I thought I'd be with the rest of my life, taught me to savor every day to the fullest.
Donna - I've never particularly liked my name. There is no good nickname, it's boring and in the 1950's there were too many of us. I tried to talk my parents into letting me spell it Dawna. No go. Today kids would just do it. LOL!
Exeter - This is where I lived during my high school years, Exeter NH. It's not my hometown, that's Duxbury MA, but those years are still memorable ones.
Fly - The movie The Fly was my first ever horror movie. I was maybe 10 years old which made my brothers 7 and 4 and our mother decided to take us all out to the movies. She obviously hadn't read about the movie and had no idea of the horror it involved. To this day, that is one of the scariest memories of my childhood.
G rades - I was basically an A student, well until I met up with Geometry. For some reason we just didn't get along and in tenth grade I got my first C.
HOT...not sexy hot, but hot flash hot. Over three years and still waiting for them to stop. :-(
Imperfect - "I refuse to wait for my perfect tomorrow, I'll continue to savor my imperfect todays."
Journal - I'm a writer and writers should have journals, or so the pundits say. I've bought them, I love the look, the feel, the clean white lined paper. I write maybe once or twice and never continue. But I still buy them and collect them and look at them....
Killers - I have fallen in love with books involving serial killers and I don't know why. Maybe because I spent so many years reading romance novels? James Patterson and Alan Jacobson are two of my favorite authors.
Love of Life - This is a common trait of both my current and late husband, a real love of life. Taking each moment and making the best of it. I work hard to do the same in their honor!
Motorcycle - I learned to ride at age 55. Ten years later my only regret is that I didn't start much younger. The freedom on riding is something only another rider or a dog can understand.
Watch for N - Z.....PS. Be sure to stop by Christina McKnight's blog about writerly motivations...you'll see me there!