Yeah, I’m new to this whole blogging thing. I’ve anticipated, in a somnambulistic sort of way, writing one — someday. I just didn’t know it would be today. But somebody I respect suggested the Blogging from A to Z Challenge  would be a good way to break into the blogging habit, and I believed him. My anticipation is now fully awake. And quaking.

It’s not that I haven’t ever committed to writing on a regular basis. I have. In fact, I’ve got a little light fantasy/adventure serial thing going, over on FB called Live to Tell the Tales. (The Perils of Pauline ain’t got nothin’ on Elliot’s Adventures!) Ten months of daily bite-sized episodes — each with its own photo — and some enthusiastically loyal readers. It’s on hold right now because The Book took over. (Another story for another day. Hey, maybe tomorrow: B Day!)

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“What the hell am I doing here?” (Photo credit: Patty Speidel, my older sister. Model credit: Brylan, my 1-hour old son. Many years ago.)

Anyway, this post is about Anticipation. That delicious knowing that something unknown is about to happen. If I were an anxious sort of person, it might not be so delicious, but I’m not, so it is. That standing-on-tiptoe-leaning-into-the-wind feeling, just waiting for it to hold you up. Or drop you flat.

“Faith is not a dirty word and hope is not for fools.” Robert Downey, Jr.

That’s my favorite thing about anticipation — it’s so hopeful. Possibilities soar on iridescent wings in a dazzling sky, carrying your heart, your dreams, your future to heights you’ve never seen. Will you land on your feet or plummet to Earth in a fireball of passion?

Landing on your feet is sweet, but a fireball of passion becomes a mythic Phoenix. So either way, you win — if you don’t mind re-inventing yourself. Honestly, how many times has that already happened to you?

Maybe that’s what anticipation is for. Creating a new vision of what might be. So I’ve created a blog. I hope you’ll find some semi-precious nuggets here, or a laugh or two, and I hope you’ll join me as I find my feet and my way.

I anticipate being here tomorrow.

Author: Sue Ranscht

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18 thoughts on “Anticipation”

    1. Thank you. I feel like I’m still finding my feet. I need to carve out more time just for my own stuff, but it’s a process. I really appreciate that you’ve spent time going through so much of it. It means a lot to me.

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  1. I had no idea there were many types of “A-Z” for blogging, but it’s a fun idea. My friend, Ellen, is doing blogs about books this month. Since she particularly loves cats, she has narrowed her selections down to books about cats. I would never have thought of that (strange, since I write a YA fantasy series from a cat’s point of view).
    I look forward to see what your book is about.
    Happy blogging 🙂

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          1. I’m glad you like Xander. He is based on Rom, who was my personal ‘best cat ever’… and you’re astute, Rom always seemed to have an eye open and know what was going on. Have a happy weekend 😉

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  2. Ok Sue, I’m in. Really liked your blog. I’m a fan of anticipation…(maybe that has something to do with the way we were raised) but, it’s 3/4 of what makes waiting for anything somewhat enjoyable. I feel like that a lot lately…and then there is the dreaded feeling of, “when is the shoe gonna drop.”
    Sort of a roller coaster, but that anticipation can be exciting!

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    1. Hi, Kim! I’m glad you stopped by. I think you’re right about being raised that way. I still remember what it felt like to anticipate Christmas or a trip to Disneyland or even dinner!


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