Hats off to Bonnie Hunter

Bonnie Hunter is amazing.  She's a goddess, a saint, superhuman.  Actually none of those words truly describe her in total.  She's got the patience of a saint while we, her ever faithful fans, badger her with a million questions.  And she's pleasant about it.  The quilt designs she comse up with can only be created by someone with such futuristic vision so as to be godess-like. 

And anyone who can quilt while watching a movie is truly superhuman!  I mean it!  Any of you who do this just impress me like crazy.  I can rip (excuse me, "unsew") seams in front of an old western.  I can even do a small bit of hand sewing during a hockey game.  But try to pin together one measley quilt while watching the new Star Trek movie is beyond me.  I just sat there, for two hours, on the floor, sockfooted, with pins in my mouth, holding the edge of the quilt, totally enthralled by the action on the TV.  Now, I've seen this movie twice at the theater and twice already at home.  Why would I think I couldn't do this?  I can stand with a hot iron in my hand for the duration, too. 

Actually, I've never been very good at movies and doing anything.  I have trouble holding a conversation, too.  People used to get quite angry with me when I would suddenly and completely not notice they were even in the same room while I watched something on TV behind them.  LOL, I've learned, when I go visiting and their TV is on, to sit with my back to it, if not just go to another room or ask to turn the darned thing off!  And I'm not a single-minded person either.  I can multi-task with the best of 'em! 

Sigh.

BTW, if you haven't seen the new Star Trek, take the time and see it.  Even if you don't like SF, go see it.  It's soooo far beyond a space/futuristic story.  The action is unparalleled.  The storyline is fantastic.  And the comedy and heartbreak are just perfectly timed.  I can't say anything bad about this movie.  Truly.

Something else has just occured to me.  I didn't tell you how Breathe's reading went New Year's Eve, did I?  Well, it was great, but it wasn't just us.  There were storytellers, musicians and solo poets and authors also.  It was quite a bit of fun.  Our group went first, so we were a bit nervous.  I think I was third.  Maybe second.  I have a bit of stage fright that I always try to bull through (which always makes it worse, I might add), so I shook horribly.  The kind people who were there all assured me they couldn't see it, though.  Three of our members couldn't attend.  Laura was in town still and she read her newest poem "Sipping Tea".  Groovy poem, Laura! 

'Till next time,

Keep writing, keep quilting.  Just keep on doing whatever makes you happy.