Okay, so in retrospect, that was more than a little bit manic last week. Kinda like deciding to start exercising a little bit every day and then trying to work out four times a day and/or every chance you can get. No wonder I crashed and burned. And yet, oddly, I do think that the experiment worked. Because, truth to tell, even in the midst of the flames, I did learn something.† Several things. One, and perhaps most importantly, it is possible to find a half hour a day for writing, even on what might otherwise feel like wholly impossible days. And, two, doing so curiously means that the days themselves feel less impossible, less pressured . But, three, and this is probably equally important as one and two, this does not necessarily mean trying to finish a piece of writing (no, not even a blog post) in any one segment of time that has somehow miraculously opened up. What it means is allowing oneself to come back to the writing ev...
SO CUTE! Congratulations!
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Isn't she, though? Her name is Joy!
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