(personal/writing) Distractions, part 2

I am thinking a lot about multitasking.  I am always thinking about multitasking, because there is always so much to do.  I really, really miss being a child at this point, because I could spend an entire afternoon sitting on the floor, reading.  Or watching the clouds.  Or sewing.  And there was NOTHING else that …

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(personal/writing) Thinking about time management

In a way, I’m lucky.  My day job doesn’t come home with me.  I go in, I deal with people, and I go home.  It’s not something that I can bring home, nor is it something that I have to really schedule (lucky me, my day is scheduled for me).  So articles about how to …

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(writing/personal) The first blog post of the new year

  Happy New Year, everyone!  Sorry I disappeared after the end of Advent – the holidays overwhelmed me, and I just couldn’t bring myself to write, never mind blog.  But I hope everyone enjoyed this year’s Advent, and I promise, it’s not the last.   For those who may not know (I know I have …

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(advent) December 25

Thursday, December 25 Molly had awoken early, the habit of years, and had slipped from the bed without awakening Drew. Schrodinger was sleeping in a pile with Lily, Zoey and Jack in one of the guest rooms; Molly peeked in the room, but they were all still asleep as well. So she went downstairs, made …

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(advent) December 24

Wednesday, December 24 “Drew! Can you get the door, please?” Molly called, slicing up another loaf of homemade bread. The doorbell pealed again, and Molly heard footsteps hurrying to the front door. She wondered again where Schrodinger was – she hadn’t seen the CrossCat in at least an hour, and it wasn’t like him to …

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(advent) December 23

Tuesday, December 23 Molly was up and sitting in the armchair by the window when Caliban came to collect her the next morning. Despite everything, she’d actually slept well, probably a residual effect of the drug he’d used on her. That didn’t stop her from glaring at him when he came in the room. “Coming …

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(advent) December 22

Monday, December 22 Molly paused outside the back door to the book store and took a deep breath. The cold, salty air felt wonderful against her flushed cheeks – she’d been cooking bread for the week, and the kitchen was very, very warm. She tossed the bag of trash into the dumpster and leaned back …

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(advent) December 21, 2014

Sunday, December 21 “Okay, spill it,” Lai said, as the Terrible Trio swarmed into the kitchen that afternoon. “The entire story.” “Yes!” Sue and Noemi chorused, and Molly laughed. “Okay, okay, okay,” she said, pulling tea mugs out and pouring hot water into each of them. “Although come on, Lai, didn’t you give him the …

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(advent) December 20

Saturday, December 20 “Is this really necessary? You think he’d do something tonight?” Molly asked Pavel, as he opened the front door to the farmhouse and peered out into the dark yard. The lights on the trees glowed in the clear night; if only there was snow, she thought fleetingly, it would be picture-perfect. “Absolutely,” …

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(advent) December 19

Friday, December 19 Molly had woken up feeling exhausted, and decided to take the day off. She very rarely did that, and Aunt Margie had agreed that she’d been working too hard. She’d planned on a lazy day, since they’d finished their decorations. But as she and Schrodinger sat in the bay window in the …

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