Chicken Little's got nothing on me by Wendy Bartlett

Wendy Bartlett is a reader from Ohio. She has two cats and one boy, and a great job as a book buyer at a large library system. She actually got the nerve up to say hello to her favorite writer, Laurie R. King, at this year's Bouchercon, and is very much looking forward to this year's Malice Domestic.

Chicken Little’s got nothing on me

by Wendy Bartlett

Kaye had a great blog a few weeks ago about a “red crayon friend” who betrayed her trust. She wrote about tackling harder subjects on Meanderings and Muses this year and invited us to do the same. It just happened that I read her blog on a night when I was scared enough to be peeled off the ceiling, so the suggestion came at the perfect moment.

Like Kaye said about her subject, it would surprise most of my friends to know that anything scares me. I’m pretty tough, pretty independent and pretty cool under fire. But a couple of things scare me on a fairly regular basis, and try as I might, decade after decade; I just don’t outgrow ‘em.

The dumbest?  Household emergencies. Yes, you read that right. Not heights, not the bad guys breaking in, not financial calamity, but those unexpected household disasters that my former sister-in-law and still very good friend, Nancy, refers to as “surprises”.  “I love home owning,” she says. “but I’m tired of the surprises.” Amen and hallelujah.

As I sit here, the pipe running to (from?) the hot water tank is dripping in my laundry room, and when I saw it, it scared me silly. Like blood-run-cold-I’m-this-far-away-from-tears-scared. Those pipes burst, right? What if it does that? What if water goes all over my family room and laundry room and it costs me a zillion dollars to fix and clean it up, not that I ever have the money to pay for this stuff, and what if I have to take a zillion days off work to cope with it? I can’t do that. I have nine million things to take care of at work! What if it ruins everything?? What if it’s so bad it can’t be fixed?

When the going gets tough, my catastrophizing goes from 0 to 60 in 3.2 seconds. You name it, I can imagine it happening. I can imagine it a hundred times worse than anybody you know can imagine it. And you’ll have a hell of time convincing me that those fears are groundless.

And what’s weird? This doesn’t happen in any other arena. I don’t do this when my kid is sick, or they’re laying people off at work and everyone is jumpy. I’m super-duper cool, calm and collected. In fact, I’m the one that calms everybody else down. But a crack in the plaster, and I’ve got the roof caving in on my head. You just wait. Chicken Little and I will be right in the end, you’ll see.

Not to go all zodiac-al or anything, but my friend Pat Browning would assert that as a Cancerian, I am all about my home.  For us, our home is the heart of our existence, not just somewhere we hang out after work. A disaster happening to our home might not be our worst nightmare, but it’s a security destroyer, that’s for sure.

And I’m post-feminist enough to cheerfully admit that one of the best things about being married—which I used to be--was that dripping pipes were HIS department. I was in charge of sick kids, dysfunctional relatives (both his and mine), money, and cooking. He was in charge of Little League, school fundraisers, lawns, and Scary Home Repairs. I was okay with the sports. The fundraisers are harder, because I’m too shy to ask for money, and too overwhelmed to motivate my kid to do it. The lawn? Hate it! Hate mowing, hate gardening, hate leaves, but have learned to do all of it, with varying degrees of success. But the Scary Home Repairs? If I live to be a hundred in this house, a leaking anything will still scare me out of my wits. Hasn’t gotten a bit easier, all this time.

So what did I do?  I did what any grown up independent smart home-owning woman would do. I emailed my dad. Now, unfortunately, my dad is in Florida, and at this hour, probably in bed. But he’s also addicted to his computer, so I’m fairly sure by the time I get home from church tomorrow, I’ll have an answer.

Hopefully, before the pipes burst.

Wendy Bartlett's "Must Read" List

“I’ve never known any trouble that an hour’s reading didn’t assuage.”
- -Charles de Secondat






Must Reads! by Wendy Bartlett

Happiest of New Year’s to you and yours! My name is Wendy Bartlett, and unlike most of Kaye’s guest bloggers here on Meanderings and Muses, I’m not a writer. Just a Reader, as they say. (Oh, and Kaye’s honorary little sister, which is how I ended up here with you today.) But who better to kick off Kaye’s illustrious list of guest bloggers, really, than someone who loves to read?

And I was so glad to be here at my favorite time of year. As much as I love the holidays, I look forward to New Year’s even more, and for one simple reason. I can look ahead to all the fabulous reading I’ll get to do in the coming year.

And as the years go by, and I discover more and more "Must Read" authors to add to my list, the anticipation just keeps building.

Take a look at my list-and these are just the mysteries!! Who’s on yours?

I’m really looking forward to a new Louise Penny, my favorite Must Read author addition of the last few years, as well as her fellow Canadian, Peter Robinson, who never disappoints.

And here’s hoping for a new Laurie R. King, even though last year was a Mary Russell, so this is a stand alone or Kate Martinelli year, I suppose. I’m a huge Mary Russell fan, but any King is better than no King. She’s a writer who is not afraid to take chances, and I love that about her books. You have no clue what you’re signing up for when you start a Laurie R. King, but you know you’re in good hands. Laura Lippman is like that too, and like King, she turns them out, so if we’re lucky, there’s a new Lippman on the way.

March is my favorite month…….and trust me, no one else in Northeastern Ohio says that. Ever. But it’s mine because two of my favorite series come out in March.

Linda Fairstein’s Hell Gate releases in early March, and you can bet mine’s on order already. My only complaint about Fairstein is that she’s too compulsively readable. I always think I’m going to pace myself and make the newest Alex book last longer, and it never, ever works! Sigh. Here’s hoping we’re back to the Vineyard this year. Suppose the French restaurateur is still hanging around?

And long about St. Patrick’s, Rhys Bowen releases a new Molly Murphy. I love that series. Rhys writes the hunkiest love interests…….Daniel is to die for. And I love historical mysteries, so Molly’s 19th century New York is a big favorite. I even made a pilgrimage to Patchin Place the last time I was in New York! And in July, just in time to treat myself to a birthday book, Rhys comes back with her Royal Spyness series set in the ‘30’s and starring Lady Georgiana (Georgie to her friends and readers). I read the last one, Royal Flush, in one delicious evening. Topping, as Georgie would say.

There’s scores more names on my list…….here’s hoping we see a new Bess Crawford, in the new series from Charles Todd. Duty to the Dead was an awesome kick off to this series and one of my favorite books of last year.

And I never argue with a new James Lee Burke, or Reginald Hill, or Anne Perry, for that matter. Steve Hockensmith is riding off range to write about zombies (could I make that up?) instead of cowboys playing Sherlock Holmes, so here’s hoping he’s back with more Old Red and Big Red adventures soon! And what would the year be without a stop in Charleston for tea with Laura Childs?

So no matter what 2010 brings, all I really care is that I’ve got a great bunch of old and new favorites with which to curl up!

Take a second and tell us whose name is on your "Must Read" list this year, and enjoy another warm and wonderful year at Meanderings and Muses! See you here again soon!