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Problem solver
Saturday should be a sleep in day, but that never seems to happen for me. I woke up a half hour earlier than normal, shrugged and went about my day. I finished my first draft of book 5, did a list of things to do, did laundry, cooking, cleaning and childcare, even launched my author…
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Mom of Sam
No one can put a statement out quite the way a stubborn five year old can. One minute an angel, the next a small and vicious demon child. I entered a quiet house today, unlocking the door with my delicious rotisserie chicken and Diet Pepsi. (I’m trying to cut back, I swear) The next thing…
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Traffic
My eyes are grainy today, but still somehow find the light. It’s bright and wonderful through the fog. Cars honk, go slowly, pacing with their horses grumbling. They slowly move past the line, reined in by the weather. I feel their longing to bolt, Tied and restrained into a 9-5, somedays I’d like to run…
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Good days work
Another late night, getting through a day full of requirements, self-imposed and otherwise. I unlock the door with the dubious pleasure of being the only one awake, sigh, and do the things I must before calling the day. I go through the motions, tired in body and mind tonight, Only two days into a workweek…
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My Riff
My life’s a place of work and laughter, both at the same time. Even on a Monday when life is hectic, I find a place of joy inside. A repeating riff of the variety of living. The good, the bad, the sad. Each day the same but slightly different. Each aspect another facet of the…
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Black box
What’s in a story? I ask myself this daily now, deep in the throes of nanowrimo. How can I make people feel, understand, live through the eyes of another? How do I draw them in, capture them in my web, Each story a black box, a mystery until it’s opened. I’m every bit as surprised…
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The rut
I watched as the week flew, On wings of solid steel. Picked me up and dropped me off, And didn’t once ask how I feel I thought I’d have so much more time with which to play. Instead I chose to get stuff done, each and every day. When all I wanted was a room…
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March of the errands
Back to reality, Tap-dancing through my day, Visits to hither and yon, Faxes and refills, mail and paperwork Finally caught up and look at the clock, Time for home and supper, food and stories and dessert, “Strawberries in snow” Kids not yet caught up from the time change. From east and summer, to winter and…
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Wrap up
Our last day of our fun-family-vacation, and it felt just about right. We didn’t do anything crazy, we hardly left the house we were staying at, but we did enjoy ourselves. The weather was so much better in Toronto than at home, which meant the kids enjoyed another 5 days of outdoor activity. I learned more…
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Everyday holiday
My first full day off work, No calls, No paperwork. I can’t remember the last time that happened, and feel vaguely confused that it did today. I walked to the corner Starbucks and accidentally got the full sugar peppermint mocha, along with gingerbread, egg and cheese sandwiches and cranberry bliss bars. A seventy dollar smorgasbord and…