Life has been complicated lately. Some things have ended, others have started, and I’m not quite sure how I’m handling all of it. I’m not going to discuss that, or what’s really going on yet. I’m going to talk about writing. I know, shocking. But I’ve not really been writing lately, and I’ve realized …
(personal/writing) Writing in the wind
I’m currently sitting in a comfy chair in an infusion room at UMass Memorial Hospital in Worcester, with an IV in my arm, waiting for my next Remicade infusion. It’s raining outside, and as I’m on the 6th floor, I have a lovely view of the parking lot, and the rain. (Hey, at least it’s …
(writing) Slow progress
I don’t write fast any more. I think it’s because I’m more of the planner, and I don’t like rewrites, so I want things to be perfect (or as perfect as they can be in a first draft). But I’ve discovered that if I head to a coffee shop, or my studio, I seem to …
(personal) Tea, and the quitting of soda
I love tea. It’s no secret that I love tea, and that I am a wee bit of a tea snob (yes, Molly totally gets it from me, except that I can’t afford to buy my personal blends all the time, so I do occasionally buy tea from the grocery store. But even then, it’s …
(personal/writing/advent) New Year brings new opportunities
It’s the beginning of a new year, and one I’m hoping is better than last year. No, one I will MAKE better than next year. I’m recommitting to several things – my goal to get healthy; my writing; and myself. Yes, I’m going to be enforcing my time to get better. I can’t …
(advent) December 25
Friday, December 25 “Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas! Oh look, Santa came! Come on, everyone!” Lily’s joyful voice echoed throughout the house, buoyed by Jack’s excited baying and the sounds of running feet. Schrodinger, who had been curled up at Molly’s feet, raised his head, sleep still in his eyes. They had come in fairly late …
(advent) December 24
Thursday, December 24 “We haven’t forgotten anything, have we?” Brynna asked Paul, who chuckled and rolled his eyes. “No, my love, we have not forgotten anything, and it’s not like we can’t come back,” he told her. “We’re not leaving forever. If nothing else, I sail in two weeks, so we have to be back …
(advent) December 23
Wednesday, December 23 “All right, boys, let’s go.” Paul pushed his finished breakfast plate aside and drained his tea cup, sighing a bit. Molly had noticed the coffee in the cupboard when she was exploring the night before, but no one had asked for it, and she’d breathed a soft sigh of relief. He hadn’t …
(advent) December 22
Tuesday, December 22 It was snowing when Molly awoke, and for a moment, she couldn’t remember where she was. The bedroom that Brynna had shown them to the night before was smaller than their bedroom at the farm, and the sounds of the waves against the rocks beneath them was something she wasn’t accustomed to. …
(advent) December 21
Monday, December 21 “Are you sure you’re okay with this?” Molly asked her sister-in-law again, a worried look on her face. “I mean, it’s a big imposition.” “Huge,” Corrine agreed wryly, rolling her eyes at her. “I mean, you spent all yesterday cooking, so all we have to do is warm everything up on Friday, …