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Part of the re-vamp of this blog will be me participating more regularly in memes, blog-hops and other social blogging projects that I like/make sense to me/want to share with others. One of those such things is Top Ten Tuesday from The Broke and The Bookish. Today’s list is Resolutions for 2016. I prefer the term goals. Let’s call them goals. See, they’re trees, um, goals. And here they are with nifty categories. Writing Start/continue the journal/letters to Isla and…
I’ve decided I’m still a writer. I need to write more, but I’m still a writer. I have lots of notebooks. Some are even full. I also have a husband whose nicknames don’t stick, and a daughter who has too many. I have CP and a sporty wheelchair which I love, even if my post-baby hips are too big for it these days. I don’t know where I’m from. New York, by way of Dallas and the Highlands. And Glasgow.…
And so, I don’t have any excuses for not writing. Except maybe too much furniture blocking the computer. And a toddler. But those are really bad excuses. Because there’s also notebooks. And coffee. And pens. And OK, maybe the pens don’t work. But there’s crayons. Because there’s a toddler. Anyway. The last day of the year makes you think. Mostly about what you’ve done with the other 364 days. There’s been a lot of clapping. And crying. And laughing. And…
If we were having coffee, I’d say that houses are bigger when they are empty. Furniture is annoying. Unless we’re talking bookcases or my giant bed. And we’re not talking about my bed. This is a family blog. Apparently. Anyway. Coffee. My favourite coffee is medium. In strength and temperature. And if I leave it hanging around a few hours, DO NOT MOVE IT. I’m not finished. I’ve just been distracted by my kid or a book. Or I just…
