with it, I pledge my allegiance to cloth and thread to
women who make things...colors, cloth, paper, children, families,
gardens, meals that feed, warm places for animals, for the
good men in their lives that give back, that make lives for the
good men and hold them up..."
I was domesticating myself yesterday, something I only do when what I really want is to be breaking things. Wreaking havoc. There was a week's worth of dirty dishes, all my everyday clothes in the laundry, etc. I was listening to the speeches before the first vote.
I broke a plate and cut my finger.
I used HOT water on the clothes.
But my mind went elsewhere and I organized and wrote the next book in my head. Got the notes all down. Yes, bits and pieces are already around, but like bits and pieces of cloth, they need to be given purpose. A point. Listening to the speeches before the first vote, my story took wing.
Women have more power than they know.
Maybe you have stories?
Here are some curated groups of cloth and thread. A place to start. Or maybe just a place to escape to.
4 comments:
our world is in such a precarious place, all I can do is dream of a world where love is the answer
Deb - Loving this ... I hope some of those who purchase your stories will share what comes of them
Yes. That kind of day. Now, era?! Glad it ended up being productive for your writing.
Nice to see what you did with your rage!
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