this woman’s work

Some update

Jun 14, 2004 Writing

I’m taking a break about 3000 words in. Finally — finally! — the thing is beginning to flow! I had 326 words this morning when Brett sent me to the library (convincingly arguing that it’d be easier to work there) and then he dropped Noah off at his soccer camp and he and Madison took me out to lunch. I ended with a couple of hours at the bookstore. Now I’m home and about to finish the thing off.

I’m not trying to get it perfect because my editors will likely have some thoughts and I don’t want to spend a lot of time playing around with commas when I may need to rewrite big chunks of it. At least the thesis is intact and the flow/voice of the thing probably won’t change much (god willing).

I’m coming out of this feeling good about writing the proposal I have planned. I’m also very happy because I came home and my husband said those oh so beautiful words to me, “I don’t know how you do it.”

He used to care for Noah on weekends when I worked at the shelter (Noah was a bit older than Madison is now) and that was good because it gave him real appreciation for what exactly I was doing all day. It’s not that Brett would ever think staying home with kids is easy or expect me to find time to sew buttons on his shirts or anything, but staying home this one day opened his eyes a bit. And it helped him understand why it is that I feel very ambivalent about the possibility that work will renew my contract. (Ambivalent = terrified of poverty but even more terrified of an increasing work load.)

He took the kids to Noah’s baseball game to give me another hour or so and then his visiting brother from Portland (not to be confused with my visiting brother from Eugene) will be coming by this evening.

It’s Oregon Brother-o-rama around here.

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