that's me in the author spotlight at Insolent Rudder, and there's some great content in the issue as well. I hope you'll check it out.
the timing is propitious, you see, because I have just begun a week's spring break from school. yay! in fact, I'm writing this from bed. ( that's because my back has been bothering me and hunching over a desk hurts; this way. I've got my laptop angled on my thighs and I'm leaning way back.) I have vowed to myself NOT to get sidetracked by housework (though it beckons from EVERY corner) or other chores or distractions. ok, good distractions--reading, painting, gardening, meditating, and a LITTLE bit of Packrat playing are OK. what I really want to do is spend as much time as possible at the beach and/or writing.
because I'm supposed to be a writer, right?
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I was reminded, when I read your words at Insolent Rudder, how my parents took us to the library every week. My little sister learned how to write her name, so she could get a library card. I can still remember the old library, even though it's probably been 50 years since I've been there. Words and books were an essential part of our world.
I hope your back starts to feel better soon, and that your week off is splendid.
thanks, robin. it's off to quite a nice start of movie-viewing, meditating, reading and beach-going.
so nice to meet you. thanks for your visit and, please, do come back anytime! :)
i am from your neck of the woods! my sister lives about an hour from you, and i went to the university about an hour away. consequently, i spent 4 years "playing" in savannah on weekends. we have friends near you and spent christmas 2004 there. we will be back - we love it! in fact, i think savannah and charleston are the 2 prettiest cities in the south.
hope you are feeling better soon. enjoy your spring break. pamper that back. :)
My first word was SALT that I read off the salt shaker. A few years ago my mother gave me the shaker. It is white with a blue windmill and a red cap with blue letters that say SALT. It was my mother that taught me to read.
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