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Monthly Archives: September 2009Once upon a time there was a very young Mommy who had one sweet, beautiful, well-behaved child. (Oh, stop. This is all true.) This happy child loved her Mommy and followed her around, sat still for hair-doing, and went to bed without any fussing. The young Mommy thought, “I must be the best Mommy God has... So yesterday afternoon while I was mowing the lawn sans iPod, I had brilliant blog-post ideas. They were flowing. Funny ideas, insightful ones, serious and ridiculous ones. Um, gone. This is why real writers keep notebooks or carry cards – like those white index cards. Husband does. Unlined 3×5s are his favorites, and he always has a... You know me, I’m always full of it – I think somehow that my opinion is relevant. Hm. Well, today, I’m just saying, you might want to try this. Here’s what I just had for lunch: Carrot slices (a real, full-sized carrot, remember? Not baby nonsense) and cucumber slices (salted) and brie on triscuits. Little slices of... Hey there – I’m doing a book signing on Saturday morning (um, did I neglect to mention that earlier? My bad.) I’ll be at the Orem Seagull (Center street and State) from 10:00 till noon. I’d love to see any of y’all who are in the neighborhood. We can talk books and … well, there... I’m feeling all inspired by my bloggy-friend Kim. She is struggling (I was going to say battling, but that sort of implies more physical work than being on bedrest – you know) with troubles in a difficult pregnancy. She’s winning. Baby C is growing. But it’s not easy for Kim, of course. And she’s doing... I staggered into the pantry to grab an orange. That would do it. A glass of fresh-squeezed orange juice would wake me up. After that, everything would feel right. So this “writing prompts” thing is cool – even if I never see any of it again, it’s helpful. This morning, I used the word wrapped and wrote a couple of things from it. I could do more. Weird, how finding a word that seems so obvious, so specific, can open my eyes to feelings... After shuttling all those cute Kids out the door this morning, I grabbed the pruning shears and went to work on my overgrown shrubs. Sometimes I find myself picking up one branch and carefully, gently, snipping it so the new leaves will grow just so. Other times (most of the time) I hack. |
