Archive for September, 2007
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Tuesday, September 25th, 2007I’m finding it impossible to write, right now. The babies being home certainly does not help. It’s hard to think sexy when someone is asking for milk, all the time. Am I depressed? Probably. What am I going to do about it? I’m not sure. How’s that for an answer?
The situation cannot be changed. We […]
Wordless Wednesday
Wednesday, September 19th, 2007Best feeling in the world. Snuggle time.
A Bad Morning
Tuesday, September 18th, 2007Herne is screaming and sobbing. He does not want to go to school today. It’s heart breaking to hear him. He does not understand.
I feel broken. I know I will heal. I always do.
Falls Beginning
Monday, September 17th, 2007Veil-shrouded, the bride clutches her orange, red and brown bouquet in an ever tightening grip. With each step forward, she brings us colder to the altar of hats and cocoa warmed fingers. Days of soup and snuggled comfort.
She leaves behind a single girl’s dances flower bedecked beauty, to rise a regal queen, her cheeks still […]
Calls
Friday, September 14th, 2007I’ve gotten an interesting e-mail from one of my publishers. It’s asking for a short story, 5 thousand, to 15 thousand words about a holiday, other than Christmas, due out about then.
Normally, I don’t think I can write something good in that number of words, well fleshed out. This time, I think I’m going to […]
Thursday Thirteen
Thursday, September 13th, 2007Twelve Things About My Best Friend.
1. He’s cute.
2. He thinks about me, a lot.
3. He makes me laugh. He’s so funny.
4. He’s smart. I never look at him and wonder if he’s got all his lights on.
5. He likes adventure, with restrictions. He never does stupid things, but he tries new things.
6. He likes good […]
Wordless Wednesday
Wednesday, September 12th, 2007Help, he’s stopped sleeping in his bed and he’s on the floor now. I’d get all grumpy, but he’s autistic and he knows he needs us. That’s huge.
More Wordless Wednesday.
Where Were You?
Tuesday, September 11th, 2007It’s the question on everyone’s lips today. Where were you? What were you doing? When the world we knew crumbled into a poisonous pile of rubble and pain, six years ago. When people made a choice between twelve hundred degree fire and ten seconds of horror in a free fall, where were you?
Wherever it was, […]
Bus Arguments
Monday, September 10th, 2007Once again, the school is trying to make Herne ride the bus for more than an hour each way. We go through this every darn year. Special needs kids and pre-schoolers are prevented from riding the bus for more than an hour each way. It’s the law.
I hate this. I hate arguing with them. I […]
Yes, but How Do You Write a Sex Scene
Friday, September 7th, 2007I’m starting to get into the groove of having the kids home, now. Not having the sitter makes writing almost impossible, but whether it’s impossible or not, it’s got to be. Finances being what they are, I can’t afford the sitter.
I can still squeak out a few hundred words a day, but none of them […]