I Didn't Just Wake Up This Morning With A Craving
I Write To Understand. I Write To Stop Time
Here in Columbus, Ohio, toddler story time is offered four times a week. (In Seattle, it was just once. This is nicer.) When we go, they sing different songs that have little motions to them, and one of them is called “Finger Poppin’,” set to the tune of a big band tune I can’t name. As you sing, you do a little things with your fingers, like you’re trying to flick water in someone’s face. (Is that just me?)
But I have a problem with that.
Today, this article about protecting your writing time really spoke to me. The author of this article was also a parent and lived “a highly regimented life,” as I often feel I do, and didn’t feel like they had time to write after being done with responsibilities.
I am starting a writer’s notebook.
What happens when life goes on?
In the movie Say Anything, the protagonists’ best friend talks to him the morning after their graduation party, and she greets him, voice quivering, with: “Well, I’m single now. Everything’s changed. I hate it.”
That’s how I want to greet you today:
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If we were having coffee, you would want to hear about Tortuga, the pirate festival I went in Oregon last weekend. I can’t tell you about this without giving you the context of the weekend, which a friend came out to visit with us.
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If we were having coffee, I would tell you that I have begun reading On Writing by Stephen King. I haven’t read anything from him in years, but when I was in junior high, I read King voraciously. Carrie, Firestarter, Christine, IT, I skirted around Cujo (but I’m already scared of dogs so I didn’t work on it too hard), and the four novellas from The Four Seasons.
I am beginning a new challenge because I like challenges and I was happy to find this one! I encourage you to do it too, and connect to the original blogger, but… connect it to me, too!
Would you travel into outer space?
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Cohiba and I had a good night last night; after Wee One went to bed, a couple of cigars, a couple bottles of wine, no iPhones, no tablets… Just sitting outside talking.
The next few weekends are not going to look like I had hoped because he’s going to be leaving town for the next two weeks. I love it when he springs those trips on me. I was pretty disappointed, for I had been looking forward to the things we (really, only I) were planning. The things I was planing are really “Seattle” things.
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I Didn't Just Wake Up This Morning With A Craving 