Where I’ve been.

It’s been a while since I wrote a post on here. In fact, I looked at the date of my last post this morning and realized — with much chagrin — that it was from October of last year. So, nearly three months ago if you round up a tad.

And that really frustrates me because one of my goals has been to get back to blogging more. But it’s a new year and this year I’m going to be much more active on here.

I think a big part of my problem last year was the nasty divisiveness we’ve all lived through politically speaking. It doesn’t matter which side you’re on, you’re probably madder and angrier than you’ve ever been at the other side. And we’ve all seen and experienced this ugliness.

Facebook was less fun in 2017 than it’s ever been, and we’ve probably all had some serious spats with friends or family members over all the news the past year. In fact, I’d almost argue the anger and division we’re going through in this country has nearly killed facebook.

So, probably like you, I spent much of last year trying to bite my tongue and avoid saying what I was really feeling.

Also last year, shortly after that last post I wrote (Don’t ever lose the magic), I found out some devastating news that kept me from posting on here. During a routine vet appointment, I learned my dog Maggie had lymphoma.

I went into that appointment telling myself that she was seven-ish years old (we didn’t know her age because she was a rescue), and I needed to start preparing myself mentally for the fact that she probably only had three to five years left.  I left it knowing she only had mere months to live when they discovered the lump in her throat.

We fought the nasty prognosis as best we could, extending her life for as long as we could without being selfish or cruel to her (I hope), but in the end the vet’s predictions proved absurdly accurate: a perfectly “healthy” dog was attacked unseen from the inside and went downhill remarkably fast.

As most of you know, Danah and I don’t have any kids, so losing Maggie was extraordinarily painful. She was a member of our family and she was my rock and one of my best friends. She knew me about as well as anybody can know me.

She had watched me fight to keep a company alive, she had watched me write many a book, and she was always there to cheer me up or console me or beg me for one more treat or walk or game of ball.

When we received the diagnosis, and later when she passed, I didn’t tell hardly anyone. I didn’t want to post anything on facebook or tell many friends. It was just too painful, and I didn’t want to spread any more darkness in the world. 2017 was already dark enough.

Now, Danah and I are down to two kitties, Clay and Penny. (We lost our other love — a once-in-a-lifetime cat named Toby, who was more dog than cat — just about a year before Maggie.) Clay and Penny are both rescues, but they were feral before we rescued them, so they’re pretty skittish (even two years later).

They only want a little bit of love on most days, and they’re still trying to figure out why Maggie’s no longer around.

But it’s a new year and this year I’ll be posting a lot more. I’m not going to let my political exhaustion and isolation, which I think we’re all feeling, affect my blogging anymore.

I just finished a new book, I’m excited about a few other ones that I’m about halfway through with, and it’s time to get this train back on the track.

If you’re a long-time follower of the blog (and regular commenter), leave a few words below updating me on your life if you want. I’ve certainly missed the community we built on here and I’m hoping you have, too.

And if you’re new, feel free to introduce yourself below. Maybe just share a bit about yourself, how you came across this blog or my books, and anything else you want to add, such as interests, favorite authors or books, etc. I really enjoy getting to know new people who presumably share some of the same interests as me.

I’ll be posting about once a week from here on out, so hopefully, we can get back to having some great discussions (and sense of community) in the comments below again.

Stan R. Mitchell

—————————

Stan R. Mitchell, author and prior Marine, is best known for his Nick Woods Marine Sniper series, which remained in the Top 100 on Amazon for more than three years. The series ​was also picked up by Audible.com for a multi-book audio deal. Additional works include a Western thrillerdetective series, and World War II story. Learn more at http://stanrmitchell.com.

16 Comments

Filed under Stories about my life

16 responses to “Where I’ve been.

  1. So sorry about your dog, Stan. We lost our beloved Yorkie, Pita, in 2010 and brought Sophie home a month later. Now she’ll be 8 and is a joy.
    New book coming out 3/31, I’ll keep you posted. There’s an open position on my launch team if you’re interested.

    Liked by 1 person

    • Thanks for the kind words, David. And I appreciate the offer, but I probably won’t have time to help with the launch team. I’m back to working full time now, and throw in a 30-min commute each way, plus a ton of job stress that I’ve still not adapted to, and I’m pretty limited on non-writing time. But maybe by March things will have settled down some. I’ll just have to see. Thanks!

      (Oh, and I trolled around on your site a bit and I didn’t see any links to your book on Amazon? I might have overlooked them, but if I didn’t, then I need to give you a hard time. 🙂 I know it’s not good to be super pushy, but I think you’re being too humble and quiet!)

      Like

  2. Stan,

    Totally agree with David. So sad about your dog. That is tough and all my thoughts and prayers to you and your wife.

    Glad your back on the blogging trail. Your world has missed you.

    rob

    Liked by 1 person

    • Wow, Rob. Whether it’s the truth or not, this sentence absolutely made my day: “Glad your back on the blogging trail. Your world has missed you.”

      I’m bad about thinking that my posts will get on people’s nerves sometimes, but a couple of days ago I had an epiphany. A) People can unsubscribe. B) There’s a lot of crap already out there, so it’s not going to destroy the world if I add a little more. lol

      Thanks again for the incredibly kind words.

      Like

  3. Jim Stelling

    Condolences for dogs, I’ve lost a few over 76 years and it’s hard, yes, even shared tears. Broke two of my vertebrae a while back and now walk around like the Hunch Back of Notre Dame. Surgery did not help. Wishing you and yours good health, it means a lot.

    Liked by 1 person

  4. Emmy

    Hi Stan,
    So sorry about your dog but glad you have found some others. They will be good just give them time. I lost my Rossy (cat) over ten years ago, she was my companion and friend since I was 6 months old till i was almost turning fourteen. I have never managed to replace her.

    All the same, Its a new year, bad things happen all the times but we are like colors and we paint our world. Glad you are opening new paintings this year….waiting to see and enjoy the colors

    Liked by 1 person

    • Oh, thank you for the kind words, Emmy!! I love your attitude and way with words!

      Are you a writer?

      Like

      • Emmy

        You (are) most welcome.

        Yes I am, but I do poetry.

        Had a short conversation with you last year on facebook when I was talking about Vince Flynn’s creature, Mr. Mitchel Rapp.

        Liked by 1 person

        • lol. Great. Now I’m going to be wracking my brain, trying to recall that conversation. (Seriously, my memory is SOO bad…)

          And that’s awesome you write poetry! If you want, why don’t you post one of your favorites as a reply below here? I’d love to read it. (But no pressure, obviously!!)

          Like

          • Emmy

            here it is… it was only published in a writers website once but i love it.
            N.M is my pen-name

            GUILTLESS CRIMINAL By Emmy (N.M)

            He takes his stand on the dock,
            Unmoved by the ticking of the clock,
            His stance worse than a ravenous dog,
            Crime charged read, No penalty!

            As stealthy as a cat,
            He commits his crime,
            A fox with icy touch,
            Yet, his crime is justified!

            No witness summons courage,
            Case closed, a lash of scourge,
            Free he roams and looms,
            His groom our gloom and groans.

            Saddled in sorrow and sadness,
            Crouching and colling for comfort,
            Overwhelmed, obliged to capitulate,
            Acceding the lot, yet consternate.

            Who can charge him?
            He takes neither a definite form nor description,
            His religion is no-discrimination,
            Death, you take away the wealthy of nations.

            Liked by 1 person

            • That was beautiful!! What got you into poetry?

              And why don’t you have a website where this and others are avaialbe?! (Or even book form, if you have enough… 🙂 )

              Like

              • Emmy

                I was kinda a withdrawn kid and my sisters being far way ahead of me in years, i didn’t have a sibling to share my issues with. I would write in symbolism and in high school i met Shakespeare . I fell in love with his style.. loved poetry books and i found i would write things in poetic form.

                Unfortunately, it has remained my style…just writing and never sharing with people. I have more than 15 finished poems and several more that are unfinished…

                Guess i love just writing for myself. Is that even legal?

                Liked by 1 person

Comments are always welcome!

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s