I wasted a lot of time looking for words yesterday. Words I couldn't put my fingers on. I have to write a short bio for the back of my book and I'm starting to consider cooking up some high, handsome bullshit.
Who am I and why should it matter to readers? I've been sharing bits and pieces of myself on the web for years. If a reader is interested, they won't have much trouble finding out more about me if they can remember how to spell my last name.
Some time in the future, I'll be restricting access to this blog - some kind of subscription thing, I don't know what yet. I'll make it as painless as possible so I can go on being me, here. (Oh, the hubris!)
Lost glasses found! Where else, but in the toy basket in the back seat of my car. We had a fine afternoon complete with gas station pretzels and blue Gatorade. Dear boy picked all the salt off a bit of pretzel "So your feet won't explode."
Soon, he will be able to read to me as easily as I read to him.
No PT today. I was going to cancel because bad, lazy reasons when I received a message that my instructor has had a death in the family. Another beloved, distant elder cut down by COVID.
Too many empty chairs in the world.
2 comments:
The left side chair- OMG so luscious.
You'll need to hire a blog person to do your email from fans.
And an assistant to shop for groceries, take your car for oil changes etc.
You will be......you.
But also..... not you.
Oh that sweet boy! He's a keeper!
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