“There are some who can live without wild things and some who cannot.”
Last night friends and I celebrated the birthday of a wild and witchy woman. Many of you know about The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pen, a group of five women authors in which I am delighted to be a part.
Well, yesterday was Ruth Burkett Week’s birthday. Ruth is our passionate, wild, knock-you-on-your-ass sister. Okay, all of The Sisters have those characteristics to some degree, but Ruth is the instigator of those qualities in us. Ruth is the one I call upon for righteous anger when I haven’t yet gotten beyond desolate depression over some slight. Ruth stirs me up, kicks my butt, and sends me own my way into the world.
Last night was a lunar eclipse. Ruth planned to watch it while sipping Captain Morgan and Dr Pepper. …
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