…until NaNoWriMo begins and although I feel my planning is not only coming along nicely, it’s fun. That’s always a good sign, isn’t it? I have a loose schedule figured out for myself: Rise early (okay, so earlier than waiting until the MoH backs out of the driveway) at 7:00 Coffee and yogurt while…
Getting Organized for NaNoWriMo
In the last few days that I’ve been adjusting to participating in NaNoWriMo, I’ve been planning. Thinking and planning. Thinking, and reading, listening, remembering, and planning. What I’ve not been doing is planning a plot for my novel. Wait. My. Novel.
The time is now…
The commuter traffic outside my office window has slowed somewhat, but it’s Friday, so the expected busy, busy of anyone riding the weekend’s momentum has made for a much more noisy morning than I like. Gardeners have started their mowers, weed whackers, blowers. I can hear garbage trucks in the distance.
Avoidance, my old friend
I keep a pretty close eye on myself. At this point in my life, there is little reason for one day to be much different from the next unless I want it to be, and I like it like that. I like that each day has promise and possibility and that I can wallow…
Cool August Mornings and a Mother’s Worries
It’s about that time. The heat of August has come like it always does and with it damp mornings that will always remind me of getting ready for a new school year to begin. As soon as the MoH is off to work, I putz around the pots and planters on my patio, snipping away…
Green Grass on the Other Side of Road Trips
The solstice is still two days away, yet it seems summer has been in full swing for weeks in spite of skies so thick with the seasonal grey we’re accustomed to it’s been misty from time to time. We began celebrating college graduations and finished doctoral work mid-May, then educator friends’ wistful counting of…