And so, how’s your writing going? Mine, well, is kinda working. Stick with me. I recently declared I’m writing nonfiction essays for NaNoWriMo. My best friend who is my husband is very excited about this. A writing project I might actually finish. We went out for dinner and stargazing and listening to the first music mix he gave me after our first date. We set out some writing rules for the month: I get the office at night. If I…
My Dad and stepmother (not officially or of the evil variety) have moved in while they are um, between houses. I originally planned to write a blog series, a post a day about their stay. That hasn’t worked because I’ve only recently found my way back to the laptop. Isla is back at school today after a long weekend, and when she’s home she still asks me to hang out with her, SO THAT’S WHAT WE DO. And so, today.…
I love coffee. This blog kinda runs on coffee. However. Recently, I’ve been really stressed and looking at ways to help my overall anxiety. Would cutting out coffee help my insomnia, too? My husband sleeps so well, I was getting jealous. And could I do more during the day with coffee, or without it? Is coffee culture just a social thing? I’m not a quitter, but when I do, it’s cold turkey. (I’m also not a doctor, maybe don’t try…
And so, I’m writing this week, actually in the zone. All of a sudden, Isla appears next to me, fanning me with a towel. ‘Thank you, I said. ‘But what are you doing?’ ‘Writers need fresh air,’ she said. She’s not wrong. Hi. It would seem I’ve taken a blogging break. For no good reason, by the way. I’m back. There was that week I put my back out, also for no good reason. I twisted myself, and for a…
Every morning, my husband makes me a cup of coffee and sets it beside my laptop. But it’s a while before I actually drink it. It takes a team effort to get the kid out the door for school and then Neil and Isla get in the car, and I turn on some music in the kitchen. The type of music reflects how the rest of the day will go. I might do some laps around the house and pretend…
