I Live in Two Places: My Words and the World’s

These last few weeks I’ve been immersed in the final edits of my novel. It’s the slow time for my gardening day job. I sit for two-hour-long chunks (or more) and I read and type words. This has been productive. I’ve lived in the world of my novel: Paris, plants, the people I’ve created. I hear nothing else except the dog barking occasionally, the hum … Continue reading I Live in Two Places: My Words and the World’s

Back to School Means Back to Manuscript

Labor Day marks not only a day for those who toil to make this industrious earth go ’round, but a time when I can get back to work. Either gardening or writing. In these last weeks, I’ve managed both, mostly small jobs in the mornings, writing in the afternoon. Of course, by writing I mean “revising.” I’m back to my novel, the one about the … Continue reading Back to School Means Back to Manuscript

7th Grade Is the New College

Next year, my son will enter middle school. And in learning about middle school, I realized middle school, at least in our school district near Seattle, is not middle school as I knew it. It’s more intense. There’s not a lot of fooling around. You have to register for classes. You create your own schedule. Classes on Tuesdays and Thursdays are longer, the others on … Continue reading 7th Grade Is the New College

Better Than We Used to Be

The other day I received an email from my youngest daughter’s teacher. She invited me to the Friday assembly to see my daughter receive an award for being respectful in class. A little later I told this to my mother by phone. We laughed. We laughed so hard. My youngest daughter has mild brain damage and her control center isn’t the greatest. She works on it, she … Continue reading Better Than We Used to Be