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“Changes”

Taken from “The Golden Book of 365 Stories” by Kathryn Jackson.

My parents read to me from this book every night when I was a child. Recently I’ve dusted it off and have been reading it to my puppy. I started doing it because the first few nights she spent with me were hard for her. She struggled to settle down in her crate. I moved my bed closer and talked to her to let her know I was there. Within a week I noticed the sound of my voice was working to help her calm, but I was becoming bored with my own ramblings. I decided to dig out this old book and it worked like a charm. Within a month, just picking up this book made her snuggle in and settle.

Reading out loud has many benefits as stated on Carnegie Learning’s blog: “Jim Trelease, author of The Read-Aloud Handbook, writes that “every time we read aloud to a child, we’re sending a “pleasure message’ to their brain.” Trelease says that this reaction is partially sparked by feelings of happiness and self-worth caused by someone else investing time in our enjoyment. (. . .) Dr. Keisha Siriboe similarly notes that reading out loud reduces stress and generally makes us feel more appreciative and relaxed.”

Never underestimate the power of reading out loud. Whether to improve your own skills, to soothe a hyperactive child, or comfort a new puppy to sleep. Reading to someone can change you, and them, for the better.

Happy September!

Posted in Living Life, Random Thoughts, Uncategorized

Why, hello there.

It has been a MINUTE! Actually, almost a full year.
I went from an elderly sick dog to grieving the loss of my dog, returning from grief, raising an 8-week-old puppy to now owning my 7-month-old new puppy.
Also, my previous writing group dissolved, I found a new one, and still getting into that new schedule this year.
I’ve read great books, written new stories, and revised old ones in ways I never thought possible. I have a lot more ideas on the way. Ideas for picture books, of course, but also middle grade and more.
I’ve been slowly picking up my journal again, and yesterday I remembered something I seemingly had forgotten: that writing helps me.
There’s talk therapy, art therapy, writing therapy, and much more. My previous dog Scarlett Grey was my unofficial therapist. I didn’t realize how much until she was gone. I still feel her loss. The new puppy isn’t quite at that level, but she’s swell. Check out my IG account if you’re into loads of puppy pictures. Dogs consume my life, as is apparent on that account. But I am, as I sometimes have to remind myself, more than the dogs in my life. Writing just isn’t photogenic.
That’s the end of my update. There’s no point in saying more in the world of TicTok and Reels and short attention spans. Just a hello and a way for me to reconnect to this page.
Hope all the writers out there are doing better than me right now! Cheers!