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		<title>Be Careful What You Search For</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 08 Dec 2011 18:57:55 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Beverly</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Google can tell you a lot of things, but not what to feel when you discover your ex-husband has died. Searching online for news about former family and current friends, I stumbled over his obituary and lost my emotional equilibrium.  &#8230; <a href="http://www.meant-to-be.net/2011/12/08/be-careful-what-you-search-for/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;font-size: medium">Google can tell you a lot of things, but not what to feel when you discover your ex-husband has died.</span></div>
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<div><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;font-size: medium">Searching online for news about former family and current friends, I stumbled over his obituary and lost my emotional equilibrium.  It couldn’t be him. I checked his alma mater’s website, yes—the memorial announcement was there too. I didn’t want to believe it. May 1st, his birthday. It was him. No mistake. The computer screen turned soft focus. It was hard to see.</span></div>
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<div><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;font-size: medium">That no one told me about his death was sad commentary on how far we had strayed from one another over the decades since the divorce. No friends in common, no communication, no hard feelings.</span></div>
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<div><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;font-size: medium">He was tall, lean, and sandy haired, with Nordic good looks.<span style="color: #ff0000"> </span>I was a naïve college senior and he a businessman, just a few years older, with a house on Lake Michigan. We had different politics and points of view, but were bound by youthful optimism and mutual passion.<span style="color: #ff0000"> </span>He proposed to me in a shaky canoe on a fast flowing river before the first freeze. I didn’t grasp the metaphor back then. Christmas trees decorated the chapel during our December wedding.</span></div>
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<div><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;font-size: medium">I moved into his place where a spiral staircase led to the expansive master bedroom with views of waves from every window. Clothing and shoes were my only contribution to an environment he had already shaped. It never felt like home but more like a life-raft between college and adulthood. He wanted a stay<strong>-</strong>home wife and children, I wanted a career. A few weeks after returning from our Florida honeymoon (his idea), I got a job at a TV station (my idea). Even though it was the early morning shift, I was in heaven. About a year later, he stopped watching my news stories and I spent longer hours at work.</span></div>
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<div><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;font-size: medium">The last time I saw him was the day the divorce was final. After that, we spoke occasionally but went off to different corners, time zones, and<span style="color: #ff0000"> </span>partners.</span></div>
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<div><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;font-size: medium">There are bittersweet memories of those years:<span style="color: #ff0000"> </span>how he wrote poems for each special occasion during our short time together—even in honor of our third wedding anniversary which we both knew would be our last. His silhouette on Lake Michigan sailing WindQuest, the boat he loved…his many kindnesses. Most of all, I will think about his wife, now a widow. They had two sons. I hope they look like him and carry his poet’s soul.</span></div>
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<div><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;font-size: medium">I had this man’s ring for three years and his last name for ten. And now, I have a wedding album holding another picture of someone who lives only in memory. Not a grandmother, or a great-uncle, but my young and smiling, handsome groom.</span></div>
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<div><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;font-size: medium">Lakes, rivers, tears…they christen, cleanse and dry.  If there is a lesson here on the death of someone you vowed to love, but left, and then lost, it is this: they always linger inside your heart.</span></div>
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		<title>Thoughts on Becoming an Accidental Writer: One Mother’s Journey</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 14 Sep 2011 16:09:35 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Beverly</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[When my twins were babies, the only writing I had energy and time for was composing grocery lists and “to do” reminders on pastel-colored Post-It notes. As they got older, I’d write down some of the funny things they said &#8230; <a href="http://www.meant-to-be.net/2011/09/14/thoughts-on-becoming-an-accidental-writer-one-mother%e2%80%99s-journey/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When my twins were babies, the only writing I had energy and time for was composing grocery lists and “to do” reminders on pastel-colored Post-It notes. As they got older, I’d write down some of the funny things they said and what was happening at the time. When Billy was four he firmly stated “I want to be an astronaut because they get to count backwards.” Clara, no slouch in the funny thoughts department, opined to her brother, “Only the President can say bad words.”</p>
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<p>The following years brought more memorable lines: Clara looked thoughtfully at a piece of broccoli and remarked, “If you painted this pink it would look like your taste buds.”</p>
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<p>The day Billy learned how to ride a bike he confided to me, as I tucked him into bed that night, “I was scared and I had tears in my eyes but I didn’t let them fall over the edge.”</p>
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<p>That book of early quotes is still an adored artifact in our home. It has been read and re-read dozens of times, mostly by the twins themselves.</p>
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<p>When I went back to work fulltime and regularly spent hours traveling across country, I would use the airplane time to pen a story; faxing it home to my husband so he could read it to the kids before they went to sleep. Those early bedtime stories always included twins who saved the world. Looking back, I’m not sure if I did the writing more for them or for me. The travel was tough on all of us and connecting with the kids through words made me feel like a better mother, or at least one who wasn’t quite as absent.</p>
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<p>A decade later, on a whim, I entered a short story contest sponsored by the <em>Marin Independent Journal</em>. It was to finish a half-started “Christmas story” in 500 words or less. On Christmas morning my most surprising gift was seeing my name next to “First Place” on the cover of the Lifestyles section along with my story and two lovely four-color illustrations. My tears <em>did</em> fall over the edge when I realized I just might be a writer.</p>
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<p>The next year I entered the contest again and won with a story entitled “Surrogate Santa.” With a little more confidence, I responded when the sports editor of the IJ asked readers to write his column while he was on vacation. My entry was published in his section, and the sports editor asked me to write a second one. During that same period, a women’s professional organization on whose Advisory Board I served, asked me to write for their glossy-four color magazine. That turned into a recurring volunteer ‘job’ composing  quarterly articles about business topics like meeting facilitation, how to become invaluable at work, and the best ways to look for a job in a tough economy.</p>
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<p>A surprise call from a dear high school friend, now an Emmy-award winning screenwriter in Hollywood, prompted me to join him in entering a playwriting contest. I wrote a one act play based on the Pilates class I was taking in Mill Valley with eight hilariously wacky women. It was the kind of class that was equal parts psychological therapy, physical exercise and comedy. My play—and my friend’s too—was selected to be produced. There are few things better than hearing people laugh, sigh, and react emotionally to your words while sitting with them in the dark. I was a playwright.</p>
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<p>Shortly after the premiere, a friend of a friend who occasionally showed up for Pilates class, approached me about teaming up to write a novel. Sue had seen my stories in the IJ and had a plot in mind. My first thought was to say ‘no’ but Sue was so persistent, funny and interesting, I said ‘yes.’</p>
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<p>It took almost three years to complete—there were lots of starts and stops due to job changes, kids being sick and injured, Boy Scout campouts, band concerts, SAT tests, driving lessons, birthday parties, deaths in the family, and the general chaos that is married life with kids. More surprising yet, it’s selling well on Amazon (Kindle), Nook, iBooks, and in paperback.</p>
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<p>Meant To Be is a story about a family. It’s funny, sad, truthful, a bit steamy, and, ultimately, shows how resilient people can be. Sue and I would love to know how members of the Southern Marin Mothers’ Club like it. Check out the website at <a href="http://www.meant-to-be.net">www.meant-to-be.net</a> or share your thoughts with us via <a href="@meantotobebook">Twitter:@meantotobebook</a> or by email at <a href="meanttobebook@gmail.com">meanttobebook@gmail.com</a>.</p>
<p><em>This article was published in the September Issue of the Southern Marin Mothers’ Club.</em></p>
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		<title>What do you like to do on vacation?</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 25 Jul 2011 17:55:14 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sue</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Ah, vacation …what do most of us have in common? An activity we long to do on our vacation? I’m not talking about sightseeing, “pigging out”, or drinking too much. Everyone I surveyed (ok, all 9 of us on my &#8230; <a href="http://www.meant-to-be.net/2011/07/25/what-do-you-like-to-do-on-vacation/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ah, vacation …what do most of us have in common?  An activity we long to do on our vacation?  I’m not talking about sightseeing,  “pigging out”, or drinking too much. Everyone I surveyed (ok, all 9 of us on my vacation) said that they can’t wait to read that special something that they saved to “enjoy” on vacation. Time off conjures up ideas of which <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_United_States_magazines" target="_blank">magazines</a> and <a title="Buy the Book" href="http://www.meant-to-be.net/buy-the-book/" target="_blank">books</a> to grab and shove into the backpack that my husband insists on limiting me to.</p>
<p>When you travel to get to your vacation location, a book passes the time, distracts you from perhaps your not-so-ideal surroundings (man, those airplane seats are tight), and keeps you company until you get to your destination. Hours in a car, plane, or train?  A book is a great way to pass the ime. A book is something familiar that you brought from home or a purchase to remind you of the place you were visiting.</p>
<p><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Staycation" target="_blank">Staycations</a> are becoming even more popular, as more people stay at home doing fun things around town.  How about laying in a <a href="http://www.hammocks.com/?source=googleaw&amp;kwid=hammock%20sale&amp;tid=exact" target="_blank">hammock</a> in the backyard sipping on some iced tea with past issues  of your  favorite magazine?  A trip to the library or bookstore to grab some books that you have been meaning to read?  An afternoon slumming on the couch with your favorite reading material piled high is exciting, cost effective and sounds to me like heaven!</p>
<p>After a day of sight seeing, hiking, or family gatherings I long to hop into bed and read a local paper to see what is going on in the town I’m visiting. It’s a great escape from the sights and sounds of a new location and a fabulous way to unwind. Isn’t that what vacation is all about, relaxing from the daily grind? Gather your favorite book, and even if it’s just the afternoon take a vacation with your special text and escape!</p>
<p>What do you like to do on vacation?</p>
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		<title>Tweet us what you think in 140 letters or less!</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 18 Jul 2011 18:44:18 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Beverly</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Join in the fun of getting and giving input, sharing feelings, and asking question during the July 29th “Twook”…also known as a Twitter Book Club session. Sue and I will be tweeting with readers of Meant to Be at 9 &#8230; <a href="http://www.meant-to-be.net/2011/07/18/tweet-us-what-you-think-in-140-letters-or-less/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Join in the fun of getting and giving input, sharing feelings, and asking question during the <strong>July 29<sup>th</sup> “<a href="http://sallyaroundthebay.kontribune.com/articles/248" target="_blank">Twook</a>”…also known as a Twitter Book Club session.</strong> Sue and I will be tweeting with readers of Meant to Be at 9 AM (Pacific) and noon (Pacific).  Did you loathe or love Tammi? Did you see some of yourself in Judith?  Did you adore or abhor Rod? Tell us and others!</p>
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		<title>“Meant To Be” as a mirror</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 18 Jul 2011 18:10:14 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Beverly</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Nora Ephron once delivered a classic line to her then-new husband, Pulitzer Prize winner, and notorious womanizer, Carl Bernstein: “Our life together is material.” That’s the way Sue and I feel when people ask, “Is the book autobiographical?” Despite being &#8230; <a href="http://www.meant-to-be.net/2011/07/18/meant-to-be-as-a-mirror/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Nora Ephron once delivered a classic line to her then-new husband, Pulitzer Prize winner, and notorious womanizer, Carl Bernstein: <strong>“Our life together is material.”</strong></p>
<p><strong></strong>That’s the way Sue and I feel when people ask, “Is the book autobiographical?”</p>
<p>Despite being very different from one another, both our lives are full of working crazy hours, raising amazing kids, being in relationships, making mistakes, having fabulous jobs, doing too little of one thing or too much of another; it’s all material for infusing the characters with the traits and flaws that make them human. We pulled from our individual and shared experiences to create people and plot.</p>
<p>It’s the highest compliment when readers tell us they relate to Judith; or how people in the book remind them of people they really know. Actually, some of the characters are based very closely on real individuals and some are more like Mr. Potato-head; real parts but all rearranged.</p>
<p>As they say in the news business: <strong>Why let the truth get in the way of a good story?</strong></p>
<p>Tell us if there is a character in Meant To Be you recognize or feel you have met before!</p>
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		<title>Real Men Love Chick Lit</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 06 Jul 2011 21:39:49 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Beverly</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I mean, really, what’s not to like?  Granted, there are less tedious descriptions of engine rooms than a Tom Clancy novel and fewer bloody bodies for Dirk Pitt to stumble over as he often does in Clive Cussler’s books, but &#8230; <a href="http://www.meant-to-be.net/2011/07/06/real-men-love-chick-lit/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I mean, really, what’s not to like?  Granted, there are less tedious descriptions of engine rooms than a Tom Clancy novel and fewer bloody bodies for Dirk Pitt to stumble over as he often does in Clive Cussler’s books, but a good story with interesting characters and some steamy sex suits many people’s summer reading appetite regardless of gender.</p>
<p>Here’s what one “real man” (a broadcast journalist in the Bay Area) recently said about <em>Meant To Be</em>:</p>
<blockquote><p>“I read it, EXPERIENCED “Meant To Be,” sweated every epiphany, every steamy moment with Judith’s character, as she twisted-and-yearned, looking for lov(ers) in all the wrong places — wow, my fingers burned as I turned the pages, the book was that HOT!  I wanna see the movie … now!  This is like ‘Eat, Pray, Love’ … on drugs!“<em><br />
–Christopher S., San Francisco CA</em></p></blockquote>
<p>So, let’s just say that <em>Meant To B</em>e pleases a variety of palates, carnivores as well as vegans. Men and women. Married and single.  Over-21 and vintage.</p>
<p>Get your man to read <em>Meant To Be</em> and see what he thinks!  Would love to have you post a comment about it!!</p>
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		<title>Music to My Ears!</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 24 Jun 2011 17:18:37 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Judith</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[By Judith McCoy Everything sounds better with song, right? The adorable fellows at wesingyourtweets honored Meant To Be by performing a tweet from the other week. You can listen to it here. Better yet: download the book and read what all &#8230; <a href="http://www.meant-to-be.net/2011/06/24/music-to-my-ears/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
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<p>Everything sounds better with song, right? The adorable fellows at <strong>wesingyourtweets</strong> honored Meant To Be by performing a tweet from the other week. <strong><a href="http://wesingyourtweets.posterous.com/rs-re-sweet-meanttobebook" target="_blank">You can listen to it here.</a></strong> Better yet: <a title="Buy the Book" href="http://www.meant-to-be.net/buy-the-book/">download the book</a> and read what all the singing is all about!</p>
<p>Be like Lori Howard<strong>: “</strong>Just finished Meant to Be. LOVED it!!! Couldn’t put it down!” (From Meant To Be site)</p>
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<p>Thanks to all who read, help spread the word…and sing!!</p>
<p>–<em>Judith M.</em></p>
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		<title>A Book Club for Busy People</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 15 Jun 2011 22:38:48 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Beverly</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[How can the old fashioned Book Club become more modern? Add a dash of Social Media! That’s what one online community is doing with Meant To Be. It has created a Twitter Book Club and the very first “assigned reading” &#8230; <a href="http://www.meant-to-be.net/2011/06/15/a-book-club-for-busy-people/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>How can the old fashioned Book Club become more modern? Add a dash of<strong> Social Media!</strong> That’s what one <a href="http://sallyaroundthebay.kontribune.com/articles/212" target="_blank">online community</a> is doing with <em>Meant To Be</em>. It has created a Twitter Book Club and the very first “assigned reading” is <em>Meant To Be</em>. The group will read the novel and tweet reactions and insights. It’s open for anyone to join and just started today. Don’t have the time to go to meetings and eat squishy finger food?  Then this is the club for you. Join in the fun and digest some hot summer reading.</p>
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		<title>The Eagle has Landed</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 10 Jun 2011 18:09:54 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sue</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Wahoo!!! Meant To Be is done! This is so exciting turning on the Kindle and seeing our book cover Meant To Be appear right before my very eyes. It’s even more trippy thinking that so many other people will be &#8230; <a href="http://www.meant-to-be.net/2011/06/10/the-eagle-has-landed/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>Wahoo!!! <em>Meant To Be</em> is done!</strong> This is so exciting turning on the Kindle and seeing our book cover Meant To Be appear right before my very eyes. It’s even more trippy thinking that so many other people will be reading it too! This three year journey with Beverly has been a life learning lesson of “there are Chick Lit books on the shelves at Barnes and Noble, how about if we write one?!” I have no formal writing training, or book experience, (that’s me Sue), just an intense desire to tell a story that could be a book…or a movie?! With a vodka/tonic in hand (Beverly is a wine drinker), we have written, self published and are now selling our first Chick Lit book, <em>Meant To Be</em>. What chutzpah!</p>
<p>We like to “figure things out”. With the tenacity of pit bulls, we figure things out. I’m writing this 1<sup>st</sup> post, to tell others that if you have a desire to write (or read), it’s later than you think and you need to  “figure it out”.</p>
<p>Here’s my tough love speech. It’s really fun to let your imagination go wild! You don’t have the time you say? Sleep less. Eat faster. Write poolside/in the bleachers while little Mike or Sally have 30 seconds of playtime in a several hour game. Bring your e-reader and read. Bring a notebook and write. (Note: Clap at appropriate moments). My favorite suggestion might be to put the clocks ahead a half an hour and put the kids to bed early and sit down and read or write! Here’s the big one, KILL THE T.V.! You will be amazed at what you can get done.  I’d love to hear where or when your favorite place is to read or write!</p>
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