Letter from Camp
Hi Moms!
RL: It literally smells like crap here today. My brother got a delivery of mulch and it reeks!
Good news, Mom got a new hammock and we hung it in the yard. Bad news, the area surrounding said hammock is a minefield of Daisy doo.
This is Daisy, you probably get the idea.
Writing:
I am wading through the Reverse bang pinch hit, and it is still the hardest story I have ever attempted to write. Pulling teeth would be easier. Or making Dingo write Gen. Slowly I plod, word by word.
The muses want to romp and play bingos.
Camp nano is in a holding pattern Up There while I work on this bang. I'm getting there, slowly.
RL: It literally smells like crap here today. My brother got a delivery of mulch and it reeks!
Good news, Mom got a new hammock and we hung it in the yard. Bad news, the area surrounding said hammock is a minefield of Daisy doo.
This is Daisy, you probably get the idea.
Writing:
I am wading through the Reverse bang pinch hit, and it is still the hardest story I have ever attempted to write. Pulling teeth would be easier. Or making Dingo write Gen. Slowly I plod, word by word.
The muses want to romp and play bingos.
Camp nano is in a holding pattern Up There while I work on this bang. I'm getting there, slowly.