Well, I haven't been very good about keeping in touch here. But in a way it feels like meeting up with good friends--even when you haven't seen each other for a while, it feels like no time has passed. And it hasn't...but that's another whole subject altogether
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I got teary about you missing Daughter. I'm quite sure she's teary about missing you, too.
Writing IS like compost. Unfortunately, mine often smells like the compost bucket in my kitchen, when it's still just scraps and bits of this and that. But I try to remember how rich and nourishing it can be after the magical transformation.
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Maybe because I grew up in NJ, and never lived far from it that it seems an unusual spot to chose for vacay, but...ha! I find it funny.
I love your analogy. It's going on my writerly wall of wisdom. Thanks! And have fun down the shore!
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Have fun!
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