The Quest for the Illusive “They”

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My twin brother, Jim has a great sense of humor. He can be extremely quick with a comeback and is very witty at times. He’s had me rolling on the floor with laughter more than once. A particularly memorable time in Branson comes to mind when I laughed so hard at one of his off-handed comments, I about peed my pants. Sometimes, it isn’t what he says but more the way he says it that sends me into a fit of guffaws. Through the years, Jim has sent emails that made me laugh out loud and marvel at his insight and wit. At one time I was printing these little gems out and saving them but, alas, two moves later I’ve lost them.

Recently, Jim had a bout with pneumonia. He’s recovering now but still has health issues that make me cringe. We were emailing back and forth last Friday…

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Karma and The Golden Rule

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Daddy was a Christian Scientist, therefore my brother and I were raised in this religion. Mama was a Methodist. How did this work? Well, if my brother and I became sick, Daddy prayed over us while Mama poked pills down our throat. The best of two worlds to my way of thinking.

Now before I go any further, I need to add this disclaimer: even though I was raised in Christian Science, what I actually know about the religion is very little. As a child the phrase, “oh you don’t believe in doctors” was the standard response when asked what faith I was. This is not true. Christian Scientists know doctors serve a very important cause, they just choose to seek healing by prayer instead of medicine. Also, please know, I am in no way, shape, or form bashing the Christian Science religion. I have received numerous healings from Daddy’s…

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Body and Soul

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In my youth I was a lean, mean fighting machine.

I was a sport’s nut. Softball. Basketball. Track. Even football. In fact, a High School football coach once told Mama if I were a boy, I’d be a star running back. (Alas, at that time, girls were only cheerleaders or majorettes. Too boring for me.) I was in the best shape of my life when I was a Girl Scout camp counselor. All that climbing hills, walking, swimming, and canoeing plus the sun’s rays sculptured me into a tanned, buff goddess. Ionic, at that time in my life, I was not aware of my lean, hard shape. I could less. I took my great health and frame for granted.

Today, however, my slim, muscled physique is kinda . . . well, squishy. I look in the mirror, and hate what I see. I tell myself, “Ruth, you’re so fat. Look…

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The Power of Music

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William Congreve said, “Music hath charms to soothe a savage breast (sometimes beast), to soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak.”

Sometimes I wax philosophical, usually after a couple of drinks. There are times, however, I get deep without the aid of good bourbon and in the most unlikely places. For example, Monday morning driving to work.

I’m not a morning person. Never have been. Never will be. If I could work 10-5 and get paid for 8 hours, I would be in seventh heaven. Alas, my employer isn’t as enlightened, so I am on the road at 7:30 more grumpy than any cat could ever imagine. Road rage runs amok. My brow tightens into a frown so intense it hurts. I swear at the radio. I bitch and complain out loud to no one. I am not a happy camper nor do I wish to pretend that I am…

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Meet Author Meg Dendler


ABOUT THE AUTHOR: Meg Dendler has considered herself a writer since she won a picture book contest in fifth grade and entertained her classmates with ongoing sequels for the rest of the year. Beginning serious work as a freelancer in the ’90s while teaching elementary and middle school, Meg has over one hundred articles in print, including interviews with Kirk Douglas, Sylvester Stallone, and Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson. She has won contests with her short stories and poetry, along with multiple international awards for her best-selling Cats in the Mirror alien rescue cat children’s book series.

At the Corner of Magnetic and Main is her first adult novel, but it won’t be her last. Meg and her family (including four cats and her dog, Max) live at 1,400 feet in the Ozark Mountains on what they call Serenity Mountain, just outside of Eureka Springs, Arkansas.



SYNOPSIS: It’s hard to get on with your life when you’re already dead. Penny had been stuck in the same diner for decades—ever since she died in 1952. Her diner was comfortable and safe. Serving ice cream to those who dropped in on their way to the next level of existence, she helped to ease their transition into The Light, the one place she can’t go. Her afterlife was perfect.

But when the ridiculously handsome, bad-boy biker Jake Thatcher shows up and becomes stuck as well, Penny rediscovers feelings that she thought had been buried with her body.

Life is still life, and love is still love. But was her existence really perfect, or was it something else entirely?

The SISTERHOOD is excited for fellow writer, Meg Welch Dendler, on the debute of her new novel. And as you can see, she has a pretty darned good premise. So what kind of writer comes up with such ideas? We thought you’d like to know, so we asked a few questions!

Meg, what was your inspiration for this book?

It started with the actual diner that sits at the corner of Magnetic and Main. We had lunch there, and it was just so kitschy and delightful. Then a friend mentioned that “at the corner of Magnetic and Main” sounded like a good book title, so I started pondering what that book would be about. After that, I was off and running. 

Hook us with your first line!
“Life never ceases to be life, just as love never ceases to be love, and love is eternally at the heart of what every immortal soul years for.”
What actors would you choose to play the leading roles in your book?
There has been a lot of controversy at my house about this because my husband sees Penny very differently from how I see her. I hate to put faces with my characters for that very reason. I’d rather let the reader develop his/her own way of seeing her. But I will admit that a young Ian Somerhalder was definitely what I had in mind when I wrote Jake. When I do a Facebook party in December, one of the games will be to cast the movie version, so I’m really curious to see how others would cast it. 
What message did you want the reader to come away with, if any?
From the opening line, it is obvious the book is about love. It’s also about learning how to get unstuck. The characters, as ghosts, are stuck here in a semi-earthly life, but it is just as easy to get stuck and dormant and lost in normal life. I’ve been there many times. Penny’s challenge is to take her life into her own hands and find a way to keep seeking a joyful life full of love. I truly believe that life continues past what we can see, and I can only imagine that we keep wanting the same things. Like love. Everyone wants to be loved.
Tell us something quirky about yourself.
I also write children’s books about animals, so I’m forever coming up with names and stories for the creatures we see around our property. One time we spotted a massive black snake, probably seven feet long, heading up the steps of our outdoor pavilion. Instead of freaking out, I just decided that we would call him Dwight. It’s easier to calmly imagine a huge snake somewhere in our yard if his name is Dwight. Much less threatening.


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Ode to the Pterodactyl

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Last week the Sisterhood, (Jan Morrill, Linda Apple, and I) held a writing retreat at Spider Creek Resort just outside Eureka Springs, Arkansas. The place was beautiful. Our cabin was better than some hotel rooms I’ve stayed in. On Saturday morning the three of us went “walk-about” with our pens and paper tucked in with our cell phones. The exercise that morning was to observe things we could later write about.
For those of you not familiar with this area, it is just a hop, skip, and a jump from Beaver Dam. Years ago Dinosaur World was a huge attraction for people going to the dam. Today, however, Dinosaur World is gone. But. The ghosts of ancient prehistoric ones still roam. This is what I saw that morning and what I wrote:

Ode to the Pterodactyl

In the golden hour when day is neither dawn nor dusk,
They ruled the…

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Behind the Scenes

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moon and woman

My new novel, Daughter of the Howling Moon is out! Available from both Amazon and Pen-L Publishing. So, what’s next? My book launch of course.

Not to ruin or give away secrets, but I’m busy rehearsing my presentation for the book launch. Right now I’m doubting. I’m sure everything will come off easy and smooth, but what my friends and coworkers won’t know is how many hours I spend making this happen.

First, I had to write down everything I want to say, which is quite a lot. I usually outline the process. I learned how to outline in Junior High. I liked it. Was good at it. Most of my school mates hated outlines but for some unknown reason, an outline clicked for me. Quite a few writers outline their books. I don’t go this far. I’m a seat-of-pants kind of writer. But when it comes to presentations and…

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Yea God!

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On my way to lunch the other day I cut down a back street to avoid traffic. The sun was shining. A soft breeze blew. It was one of those magical fall days that I love so well. Perfect weather. Not too hot. Not too cold. Just right. I glanced over into a manicured yard and saw a huge tree dressed in its best fall coat of brilliant red. The sun hit the leaves and the whole tree dazzled in fire. Totally awesome. I stopped the car in the middle of the street, sat there, and drank in the beauty. It was one of those, stop and smell the roses, moment.

I asked God some questions: Did you really plan all of this when you made the world? How and why did you determine, “well in summer my trees will be green but in the fall I’ll change them into…

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Doobies and Bumper Cars

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Often I get together with my ex for dinner and a movie. He always watches the news, something I try to avoid at all costs. I refuse to listen and watch all the murders, rapes, war, politics, and all the other destructive energy being reported. No wonder the world sucks. Twenty-four hours a day we are bombarded with this negativity. I can’t control what the news reports, but I can me, therefore I don’t watch. However it’s my ex’s house and TV so I sat on the couch and shook my head at the nonsense mankind wallows in. That’s when it hit me.

I turned to my ex and said, “I think the world would be a far better place if everyone was stoned.”

He laughed.

I continued.

“Think about it,” I said. “There would be no more war. No murders. No rapes. Everyone would be in eternal peace and…

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