1. Clearing out someone else's house results in changes in your own house. Last weekend we brought some items of furniture back to our small house. Two were desks. As a result, my grandmother's mail-ordered from Sears circa 1960 desk needed to go back into my office, where it was for a number of years, until we needed a home-office/bill-paying desk
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The muse is still with me -- 565 words on the PBJ project this morning. Call me a Beach Boy (or girl), because I'm having fun, fun, fun
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I wasn't sure how today would go, even though there were no distractions/commitments on the calendar. Agent rejections can do that to a writer, even the nicest of them (and yesterday's was nice, wanting to look at future work). But I guess that "It's not about me, it's about the work" taped to the top of my screen is working the way I wanted it to
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While the squash soup simmers, (For those who want to know, it's onion, carrot, potato, apple, squash, cider and water, seasoned with salt, pepper and a hint of cinnamon.), let me share this morning's revelation
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