Monday, March 19, 2012
Ugh.
Don't feel like going into gory details, but things aren't great with the hubs. Tonight had frustration on both sides, yelling, and name calling. My heart is heavy.
Friday, March 16, 2012
Practice makes perfect.
I know these aren't earth-shattering, but I am writing. I remember working as an intern at Variety newspaper, and I had to migrate to different desks because I didn't have my own. Sometimes in the two or three hours I spent in a day there, I would go to four different desks when the rightful owner would come and, irritated, inform me that it was time to find another place.
They were classically generic cubicles. Some of the editor's cubes had absolutely nothing personalized. Most were like that, as I recall. One, however, had a quote from Flannery O'Connor that had several pinholes in it, evidence that it had traveled to as many locales with the desk's owner. I can't remember it word for word, but the essence was that you need to sit and write every day, because unless you're ready to write, you could miss the day when something great comes.
Okay, I just found it online:
"I write only about two hours every day because that’s all the energy I have, but I don’t let anything interfere with those two hours, at the same time and the same place. This doesn’t mean I produce much out of the two hours. Sometimes I work for months and have to throw everything away, but I don’t think any of that was time wasted. Something goes on that makes it easier when it does come well. And the fact is if you don’t sit there every day, the day it would come well, you won’t be sitting there.”
So, here I am. It might only be 5 minutes, but I wrote today.
They were classically generic cubicles. Some of the editor's cubes had absolutely nothing personalized. Most were like that, as I recall. One, however, had a quote from Flannery O'Connor that had several pinholes in it, evidence that it had traveled to as many locales with the desk's owner. I can't remember it word for word, but the essence was that you need to sit and write every day, because unless you're ready to write, you could miss the day when something great comes.
Okay, I just found it online:
"I write only about two hours every day because that’s all the energy I have, but I don’t let anything interfere with those two hours, at the same time and the same place. This doesn’t mean I produce much out of the two hours. Sometimes I work for months and have to throw everything away, but I don’t think any of that was time wasted. Something goes on that makes it easier when it does come well. And the fact is if you don’t sit there every day, the day it would come well, you won’t be sitting there.”
So, here I am. It might only be 5 minutes, but I wrote today.
Thursday, March 15, 2012
Here I go!
I've tried blogging before, but now that I have Miss M, I think it'd be a great way to commemorate her little life and our big life together.
She's napping right now. I think I hear her starting to wake up- she babbles softly to herself, and when I come in to check on her, she usually looks up smiling. There are so many things about being a mom that I didn't expect, and this is one of my favorites. Yup, she's up.
She's napping right now. I think I hear her starting to wake up- she babbles softly to herself, and when I come in to check on her, she usually looks up smiling. There are so many things about being a mom that I didn't expect, and this is one of my favorites. Yup, she's up.
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