Only 41 minutes today
It’s the first time I got on the elliptical trainer since last weekend. I had a low-grade whatever the kids had — no fever but a headache, exhaustion and a lovely little bout of conjunctivitis. We’re all mostly better now and Brett seems to have managed to get away without getting sick.
I can’t find my camera cord, which is making me crazy. I need to take Noah’s birthday pics and I can’t until I clear the pictures already on there. None of them bear deleting.
My goals for this week: Finish programming the site (current hold-up: subscription module) and get the bloggers to re-enter their info; do at least two book reviews (I’m behind); put together a virtual portfolio (I need to scan some stuff); follow-up on some contacts made in the past couple of weeks. Creatively my goals are: Hmmm. Well, hmmm. Just now on the elliptical trainer I had a realization about a problem that was plaguing me re., my book stuff. One challenge I’ve had over and over and over again with this project is the sinking feeling that enough has been said about the topic and I’ve got nothing to add. But then I saw this glimmer of what I’m trying to say that is fundamentally different than the two other arguments that are similar. I really think that this is a point of view that’s hugely out there and just hasn’t had a voice. (Boy, that’s a mixed metaphor for you!) I also want to start writing in earnest on another essay but I don’t know if I’ll have time.
I’m really swamped over here. Ack. But at least our babysitter will get to come back — she missed last week ‘cuz of the sick kiddies and oh I dearly missed her as well!


I love, love, love that illustration of Harriet the Spy.
Not much else to add, except that I hope your writing flows smoothly, and the glimmer shoots out into a fireworks display. If that’s what you want, of course!
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write the book already…
that’s just my .02