Postcard Memories of New York

DSC_0582Today is September 11, 2015. Sometimes it’s hard for me to remember the loss we experienced fourteen years ago. I think about it all the time, but I’m ashamed to admit after time, it becomes abstract, as do most traumatic events. We go on with our lives and yes, we remember, but for most of us, that initial shock and pain we felt that day has diminished. For others, it hasn’t. I was reminded of this the other day when I ran across a stack of old postcards. I looked at the towers which are now missing from the skyline and thought of all the people who died that day and are now missing from someone’s life. So I wanted to post one of the postcards here and take a moment to remember all those who lost their lives that day, and pray for those who survived and carry that loss with them. 

I’ve uploaded more postcards to Twitter (@casblomberg)

An Indie Author’s Twitter Journey

At the beginning of May I created a Twitter account. Within that first week I gained 12 followers (maybe it was 11). When the confetti settled, I had no idea how to get more. I decided to stroll around the neighborhood and introduce myself. A few clicks later and I had followed some of  my favorite authors: Stephen King (actually, I don’t read most of his books because I get nightmares, but I have great respect for the man, and his talent, and would read his books if I wasn’t such a scaredy cat), Neil Gaiman, Robin Hobb, and Terry Pratchett. It wasn’t until days later that I put two and two together and realized they probably weren’t going to follow me back, no matter how amazing I think I am.
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