1. How here I am, almost 48-year-old, getting ready to publish my first novel, after writing two cookbooks, countless articles and so on, and my mom says to me: “I wish you’d find something else to do. Go into teaching or something.” WHAT? lol.
2. The weird dreams I’m having.
3. Okay-I’m not really supposed to be running outside, but I couldn’t resist this morning. It’s drizzling and kind of warm. A great day for a run.
4. So I wrote a pie scene into the book and it was really fun. It’s actually not ABOUT pie, but Annie, my reporter-character interviews someone at a place called Pamela’s Pie Palace, on the outskirts of town. Black and white tile floors. Red vinyl booth seats. No food but pie. So one of the great things about fiction is you can make this stuff up. Sounds like a dream place to me…
5. Need to get my taxes done. It’s so tricky when you are an “independent contractor.”
Mothers.
If it’s not one thing, it’s your mother.
Indeed!
That does sound like a heavenly diner!
Mollie–just wanted to stop in and say my blog’s spammer ate your comment but I managed to snatch it from its jaws only to find it sent somewhere I can’t find! Argh! So thank you for leaving your thoughts–and I’ll keep hunting!
So glad to hear via Twitter that it sounds as if your household is sans flu at last–oh, what a feeling to have everyone on schedule again! For weeks, it seemed one on of our kiddos was missing a day of school!
India, it does, doesn’t it? Thanks for commenting!
Erika, sorry to know about the SPAM issue. I think it was about three weeks here of sickness being passed back and forth. So difficult. Thanks for commenting!