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Note: Vicki will be appearing on WSRE (PBS) tonight at 7 PM talking about writing.

ATTENTION READERS AND THOSE BUYING BOOKS TODAY

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If you are buying books at Barnes & Noble online

or in the store today,

please use the code number above.

BN will send a portion of the net proceeds to

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It costs you nothing,

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Blessings,

Vicki

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Stork Alert!

The stork has landed...

I'll be out a few days! :)

Blessings,

Vicki

Important Note

Effective today, I will be posting my blogs on my website as follows:

Writing: Craft, Art, Business and Life: My Kitchen Table

Spirituality: Faith Zone

The "Vicki Hinze on Writing" blog will be incorporated into the MY KITCHEN TABLE blog.

The website url, should you have link challenges or desire to paste into your browser is:

http://www.vickihinze.com

Blessings,

Vicki

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I apologize for any inconvenience, but I'm paddling as hard as I can, and I just can't keep up, so I'm having to consolidate where and when possible. Appreciate your understanding.

For your convenience, I will still notify you of new posts here.

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DEEP THINKING

This past week, we had a loss in the extended family. Loss and grief often bring about deep thinking. Death and mortality get in our face and insist we take note. That brings us to a new point on our personal road. One I visit every November, looking at the past year and planning for the coming one. Add a loss and grief and a change of scenery--a walk through the woods, literally and figuratively--and you’ve got a thinking time opportunity.

Walking the mountain trails, riding the winding roads, viewing nature’s artistry, well, it’s impossible not to be moved by the vastness and by the majesty. I was most surprised that this had the same tranquil effect on me that looking out on the gulf’s horizon from the shore at home. I hadn’t expected that impact, especially in my mental state--grief is a tough master--and yet all around me was evidence of the seasons and cycles in life. It was reassuring.

I learned of a man named Arthur who demonstrated his love for this northern Georgia land by buying deer and putting them on the mountain, to repopulate it. He put fish in the rivers. He built roads and was a steward of the land.

I thought about him for a long time. He understood his place in this world. That he didn’t own land, he was privileged to care for it, to experience it.

It was fitting that this happened in November, my personal reevaluation month. Already in assessment mode, I discovered new patterns in thought. Deeper patterns that align with that stewardship and redefine the transient things in life to their proper place.

Often I start the day with a prayer that’s half-pleading: “Lord, let me be a blessing today. Be with me and bless all those I love, and all those they love.”

Arthur was a blessing. His season for being here has long since passed, and yet the legacy he left remains in the deer at the stream, at the beaver screens at the bases of trees, at the fish in the rivers and the roads we rode and walked down. Humbling.

And then I returned home, noted in the news that two nearby cities will no longer be recycling. It’s apparently too much trouble to put cans and jars and soda bottles and newspaper in a bin and set it beside the street curb once a week.

Neither stewards nor blessings. Arthur, I’m sure, is looking down on us, weeping.

Time, it’s clear, for a little collective deep thinking...

Blessings,

Vicki

CALIFORNIA FIRES

Warning: This is a no-edit zone...

http://www.travelpod.com/travel-blog-entries/digitaldoc/california2007/1193110980.html

The above link is to digitaldoc’s blog entry. He’s in Mission Viejo, California, which has been impacted by the fires and has some stunning photos on this page.

Thoughts, prayers and positive thoughts are appreciated. Those of us in hurricane country well know the concerns of the people involved, evacuating, not knowing if their homes and treasured possessions will be there when they return. It’s a very difficult time for all these folks and only one word sticks in my mind: heartwrenching.

If you can, join in me in your own way, with your support. I think of the firefighters and their safety, the over 900,000 evacuating, the poor animals... Like I said, heartwrenching.

Blessings,

Vicki

P.S. to Mother Nature: a break, please.

AMBER ALERT--Florida!

ATTENTION: There is an Amber Alert in your area.
Please CLICK HERE to find out more information.

Missing From: 4000th block of Shay Drive, Bartow, FL
Missing Date: 9/30/2007 12:00 AM

Contact: Polk County Sheriff's Office
1-800-226-TIPS

Circumstances: The child may be in the company of William Joe Mitchell, a registered sex offender out of the Jacksonville area.

Missing Child

Name: Alyssa Frank
Hair Color: Brown Eye Color: Hazel
Skin Color: White Age: 15
Height: 5'9 Weight: 200lbs
Gender: Female
Description: The child has naturally curly brown hair with blonde streaks on the top. She has 3 piercings in both ears. May be wearing a pink or black "Tinkerbell' shirt, jeans, and black tennis shoes with gray and black checkered shoelaces.

Suspect

Name: William Joe Mitchell
Hair Color: Brown Eye Color: Blue
Skin Color: White Age: 46
Height: 5'10 Weight: 158lbs
Gender: Male

Vehicle Information
Make: Chevrolet Model: Lumina
License State: FL License Text: G025EL

EMAIL CHAIN LETTERS

Email Chain Letters

We all get nine gazillion of them--those email chain letters that promise bad luck, bad tidings, financial crashes and everything you can think of--and we moan and groan and decide to delete them but then we get that tiny niggle of a doubt that maybe we will have bad luck and crash and burn and so we’re torn--and resentful--and then must decide whether or not to fall for it, knowing we shouldn’t.

This morning a friend sent a soap-box response. Bless her. It’s an email chain letter worth passing on...



http://info.org.il/irrelevant/may02-smilepop-soapbox4.swf

Blessings,

Vicki

SPAMMERS: THERE'S A SPECIAL PLACE...!

Odd that this comes about less than 24-hours after Independence Day, but a spammer has hijacked one of my net mailing addresses to make it appear that the emails are coming from me and so, of course, I get notice of delivery failures.

This morning I awakened to 750 of them--and, in short order, had another logjam in my spam folder, which hijacked my independence and made me a slave to deleting them.

There is, I’m told, no Internet Police to whom I can report this. Which leaves one to either enduring or pleading for mercy. I’m not above either, but I am not happy with those choices. So I pondered a while and came up with an alternative.

I’m spending the morning notifying servers of said abuser’s IP. Hopefully they’ll share the information with other servers and block that IP. If they do, then said abuser is going to eventually run into a little challenge--like sending any email whatsoever.

Yes, the abuser can get a different IP. But if his or her server is annoyed enough perhaps they’ll sever service. A victim of the abuse can but hope.

These notifications were not the way I’d planned to spend a chunk of my day. Though I’m pleased with yesterday’s progress, my to-do list is still a multi-pager. But if my efforts will aid in hindering one spammer, then it’s worth the investment.

And if others adopt this policy, then we’ll get momentum going, and who knows? Maybe the practice of highjacking others’ emails will become a futile experience that doesn’t benefit these people. That’s a worthy goal and investment.

I’d prefer jail time, but I’ll take cessation. ☺

Unfortunately this means that I won’t be doing what I would have done this morning, which is sending out a newsletter. I have the distinct feeling it wouldn’t be a good time for thousands of my emails to be hitting servers for delivery to opt-in mailboxes.

We all get spam. Before breakfast every day, we all deal with the weight loss, buying meds, winning millions, and various other intrusions. Those are bad enough. But when we and our property is used and abused, and that use and abuse infringes on our ability to do what we do to earn a living, well, the rascals have just crossed the proverbial line.

Last I heard, pretending to be someone you were not was a legal infraction. And isn’t impacting someone’s ability to earning a living a felony?

You know, I do believe it is...

Blessings,

Vicki, off to file those reports...

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