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I’ve been subbing and finishing a book (written by Mr. Louis L’Amour, not by me) and helping a little with the high school play (Beauty and the Beast, and you so want to come see it) and doing house-ish stuff (the usual bread-y and clothing-ish and sweep-like stuff) and thinking about losing 15 pounds and...
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Category Archives: prioritiesDo you have a writing zone? An office? A cave? A favorite table in a favorite cafe? Do you have a preferred writing time? Are you a morning person? A night owl? A moment-snatcher, during naps (someone else’s)? Do you need music? Silence? Chaos? Strangers? Midday sunlight? Vivaldi in A Minor performed by the London... I read Ann Cannon’s lovely blog post this morning, and I wanted to clap. And cheer. And say “Amen.” But since everyone around here is still sleeping (except Kid 4, who is [coincidentally] reading a book by the same brilliant Ms. Cannon) I refrain from noise. I will just link to her post about enjoying... Oh, the thought of Doing Nothing. The very idea brings a tear of joy. If there was nothing to do, What wouldn’t I do? I think I wouldn’t go out in the car. I’m sure I wouldn’t go out in the rain. I wouldn’t fetch or carry or drop off a child. I simply would... Once I had it. Then I lost it. Not forever, you know. But, temporarily lost it. Once I listened When they said, “Mom.mom.mom.mom.” Once I asked, “Can you tell me that again, so I really understand?” Once I wanted, really wanted to know about the day. The friends. The classes. The trauma-drama. The giggles. The... 16: Inches of snow left in the “shady corner” of my front yard. 2: Daffodils ready to explode, any minute. 4: Kids home for Spring Break! 9: The hour I require them to be out of bed. 13: Tiny tomato plants growing in the egg carton beside my kitchen window. (Averaging 3 new ones a... Does it feel like Thursday was a long time ago to anyone else? Yikes. And I’ve been Momming and Playing so much that I haven’t written a thing. Not a blog post, barely an email. Certainly no revisions. So all my big plans of submitting? They’ve gone the way of the… well, whatever. Gone, anyway.... |