I've been seeing foxes everywhere - stuffed foxes, fox mugs, fox pajamas. Each time, I stop and marvel a bit before snapping a picture. At first, the abundance of foxes made me feel like I was a trendsetter, like maybe I should sing Barbara Mandrell's classic country song, "I Was Country (When Country Wasn't Cool)" but change all the words to something fox-related. Now, I'm starting to take it as a sign.
This seems to be the Year of the Fox.
When I typed that as the title of this post, I did a little google search and found some weird Canadian zodiac site that had years associated with animals much like the Chinese zodiac. While the Chinese zodiac doesn't have a fox, the knock-off Canadian one does and I read the following:
People born in the Year of the Fox are the erratic geniuses of the cycle. Clever, skillful, and flexible, they are remarkably inventive and original and can solve the most difficult problems with ease. There are few fields in which Fox people wouldn't be successful but they have a disconcerting habit of being too agreeable. They want to do things now, and if they cannot get started immediately, they become discouraged and sometimes leave their projects.
That sounds just like me in many ways and then I looked at the years associated with the sly fox and lo - there it was...1968, my year.
I take back all the snarky things I've said about Canadians (hey there, Susan - I'm thinking aboot you) - Canadians obviously get me.
So, yes, I am going to proceed as if this is the Year of the Fox - my year. It's time to face my fears and start putting all of my energy into making dreams reality.
In that spirit, I am excited to share some news with all of you.
First, Listen To Your Mother Twin Cities has a venue and a date - our show will take place on the evening of May 9th at the Riverview Theater! An announcement regarding submissions and auditions will be coming soon so keep checking our website for information.
On a more personal note, I was selected for a Beyond the Pure Fellowship for 2013. When I submitted my application, I needed a goal and mine was to finish and pitch my collection of essays. So, I guess I'm going to have to finish it, huh? In December, as part of my work at the Loft, I had to complete an overview of my book and it was scary and exciting all at once because I see it now. It has a title and 17 chapters and I know all that has been written and what has to be finished and it's there, right within my reach.
It's the Year of the Fox. Take note, 2013 - I'm coming for you.