Lessons from a Dog

                                       

In my forty plus years, I've had some wonderful opportunities & experiences. I have seen almost every state in these United States, received accolades for my service in the military and as an educator, managed a small business which protected the rights of our greatest resource-children, and developed life-long relationships with positive, energetic & altruistic people.

Five years ago, I decided the place I called home, would be my home for the next fifteen years or so. I focused more on my writing and less on traveling. I liked spending my summer days gardening in the morning, writing for a few hours every day, and watching the sunset from my deck in the evening. My home was perfect, but sometimes too quiet. So, I decided to get a dog.

I thought a dog would be perfect. My own little buddy to walk with, play in the yard and teach cute tricks. I was right. Having a dog was perfect & I did teach my Maggie a few tricks; we walk every day and love to play in the yard. However, I had no idea all the lessons she would teach me. Here's what I learned from my dog:
     1. You are replaceable at work, not at home.
     2. If something goes wrong, just shake it off & walk away.
     3. You have the right to defend yourself & bark sometimes.
     4. If something smells bad, walk away.
     5. Let people know you are happy to see them.
     6. Naps are important.
     7. It's okay to just sit.
     8. Play every day.
     9. Hug someone every day.
    10. Life is short.

I am sure the list will continue to grow....and I am thankful for that. After the many health scares with Maggie this past year, I am lucky to celebrate her 5th birthday on April 1st. Yes, April Fool's Day. Hmmm..Lesson #11- It's okay to be foolish.

Book Update

'Legacy of Grandpa's Grapevine' is being reviewed by a few publishers. Please keep me in your thoughts & prayers the next few months. I am hoping to have a signed contract by the end of the summer.

Many have asked about the proposal from Helping Hands Press last fall. There are a few obstacles with the publisher at this time, but I am hoping a resolution is soon.

I feel very fortunate to have come this far, and believe I will continue to go even further in my writing endeavors! Thank you to everyone for their positive words and support.

End of the Road

                                                           End of the Road

                                            Sunrises are now a scene of beauty,
                                            No need to rush or plan the day.
                                            Friends may come and stay a while-
                                           No chores, just tasks completed with a smile.

                                           Many roads have led to this-

                                          Some bumpy, and many with twists.
                                          Now all is smooth, so much to enjoy;
                                          It's just a pleasure to be alive.

                                          The end of the road- is that what it's called?
                                          No matter the name, I treasure the view.

                                                                                Linda Massucci

                                     
                                  

It Only Takes One Book...

As a reading teacher and writer, I am often asked what my favorite book is.  The truth is, I don't have a favorite book. I think it's like asking a parent which child is their favorite. Each book I read provides me with the enjoyment, wisdom or humor needed at the time. However, I do have a book that I am certain provided me with the encouragement to start writing my own stories.

'A Tree Grows in Brooklyn', by Betty Smith, was the first book I recall reading and saying to myself 'I can write like that'. The story of Francie Nolan sharing her life struggles, loving & not always perfect family members, and showing it's okay for a girl to have a little spunk!  In my opinion, it represents the American Dream is available to anyone with a little tenacity. The symbolism of the tree standing strong and growing, when all surrounding circumstances predict it should not...that's my kind of story.

My soon to be published series of the Manciano family represents that same grit and determination for every generation to strive for that American dream. The loving words of wisdom from Grandpa Frank to his granddaughter Elizabeth guides her through life's obstacles even after his death. It's about family, faith and believing in yourself. Those who flourish are those who surround them self with positive light, passion and perseverance. 

'A Tree Grows in Brooklyn' is why I write today. What book has influenced you the most?