Merci! Gracias! (and whatever the word is in Polish)

Writing a blog is a little like hosting a cocktail party: You’ve got a house filled with people, there’s food and drink for all, but if you don’t circulate, you’re not a good hostess, and the party isn’t going to last long.

My living room after a party.

In the spirit of keeping a good party going, let me say thanks to all of you for dropping by.  For reading my stories, leaving your wonderful comments, and lending me your support. As a professional screenwriter, my readers have always been executives, producers, directors, and yes, actors. They’ve been more concerned with changing my words than connecting with them. Writing stories here on my blog is much more fulfilling because it takes a true partner – you, the reader – to complete the experience. I may not know all of you personally, but every time you leave me a comment, you become someone special to me.  You’ve stepped out of the anonymity of the internet to say hello.  You’ve become more than just one of the stats on a WordPress page, and I thank you for wanting to connect with a writer who spends far too much time sitting alone in a room, rather than venturing into the world to meet new people.

Judging from the stats page of this website, many of you live all over the world.  I’m amazed by the number of nations represented as “hits” on this website.  Since I started “Can You All Hear Me In The Back?” people from the following countries have visited the site: India, Brazil, Germany, Australia, Canada, Spain, United Kingdom, Poland, Sweden, Italy, New Zealand, South Africa, Greece, Mexico, Netherlands, Thailand, France, Turkey, Eqypt, Russian Federation, Switzerland, Singapore, Cape Verde, Philippines, Romania, El Salvador, Czech Republic, Nigeria, Belgium, Jordan, Israel, Saint Lucia, Austria, Portugal, Pakistan, Tunisia, U.S., and the Republic of Trinidad & Tobago.

My last post about my struggles as a recovering agoraphobic brought eleven people from Poland to this site.  Why? I have no idea. Maybe they were just lost. But I still hold out hope that if they come back to visit again they’ll say “witajcie” which means (according to the Polish-English dictionary “hello” in Polish.

For those of you who have been reading my posts weekly, let me give you an update on several of the stories.  Last week I wrote about my safety person (my husband) going out of town, and what that meant to me as a recovering agoraphobic. I want you all to know that it was a great week – I managed to do all of my errands (including going to the supermarket) and anxiety was at a minimum. I thank everyone who sent me well wishes, and told me to hang in. I did hang in, and I did take my dog with me when I went to the supermarket. I didn’t actually bring her inside the store, but I saw her through the window as she sat behind the steering wheel, (she likes to do that) watching me as I shopped.  And I must say, it did help me to know she was out there.

The last couple of days of the week, my friend, Cookie (yes, of Cookie & Marty) came to visit me, and we had a wonderful time.  Oh and for those of you wondering after reading A Love Story (sort of), and A Love Story Continues (sort of), Cookie has taken a leap of faith and booked an airline ticket for a week in New York to go sit side by side with Marty in beach chairs and to look out at the ocean (the same ocean) at the same time. She promises to keep me posted as to “how it all goes.”

Finally, for those of you who have nominated me for blogging awards, I thank you with all of my heart.  I want you to know that I’ll be creating a special page for those nominations, and I’ll be posting them over the next week.  Merci! Gracias! Danke!

I hope you’ll continue to drop by here and say hello to me.  It does get awfully lonely being a writer.

But the occasional cocktail party does help.

15 thoughts on “Merci! Gracias! (and whatever the word is in Polish)

  1. On behalf of my heritage countrymen I apologize that Norway is not represented. Let me represent in a very small way my mother’s people.


  2. Your writing about anxiety and other challenges is just so refreshing. Because people like you, and, 2 of my daughter’s, don’t “look” like they have problems. Yet the struggle internally is just so real and intense and at times, crippling. Am turning my beautiful 27 year old daughter to this blog site.


    • What you wrote made me think of that phrase, “Don’t judge a book by its cover.” Some of the calmest, most together-looking people can be filled with anxiety. But there is hope – As I’ve gotten older I’ve found that I’ve been able to understand and quiet that inner terror that kept me from engaging more with the world. Time does heal (or at least soothes) all wounds.


  3. Darlene, another wonderful blog – and so great that it has touched the lives of people from so many countries. I’m proud to say I know you – and embarrassed to say that during all our softball years together, I never realized that you were agoraphobic!! you did a remarkable job of hiding it -probably with the help of the very wonderful Phil. I apologize for not being more helpful — but applaud you for the fact that your book cover never slipped and I remained ignorant!! Keep up these blogs – they are an inspiration to me!! Lynne


    • Thanks for all your support, Lynne! And you’re right – I don’t think I could have managed going to all of those tournaments without Phil being there with me. As the girls continued to play, and we kept going to the same tournaments each year, I became familiar with all those wonderful (sarcasm inserted here) ball fields. Each year I became a little more comfortable. Your friendship and the camaraderie on the team actually made me feel safer with each tournament we played. So in many ways (without you knowing it) you did help me. That’s why I have such a love for Girls Fastpitch Softball. Go Goleta!!!


      • thanks, Darlene!! I really miss those tournaments in all the garden spots of California too!! it was a fun group of people for the most part!! certainly a diverse group!


  4. you show the power of the internet, how many people one person can reach, from their own home.
    you show the power of the written word, simple, clear, speaking to many.
    you show the power of you, being an example of the healing process, touching many hearts.


  5. In addition to catching up on my writing, I’m catching up on my reading…you continue to inspire me as a writer, and you couldn’t be more spot-on with how powerful the blogging experience can be. Even though my stats remain conservative, I get a thrill from every visitor, and I too am often perplexed as to why certain subjects draw international attention. My contact with the outside world is limited right now by virtue of the work-at-home gig, and I fear I’m becoming antisocial…but the cyberspace discussions are helping keep that in check.


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