I took a little one step today towards getting Mom, my first non-fiction book published. I sent a three line blurb to an author who will send it to her agent. If the agent likes it, she'll ask for a query letter ( Read more... )

I have a new title for my first non-fiction book. It has sat comfortably for over a week with me. I think this one will stick, at least until the publisher gets a hold of it ( Read more... )

When I have time to put butt in chair, I'm writing or doing something involving writing. It seems to make me happier overall ( Read more... )

I've completed my non-fiction book proposal about mothering and I'd appreciate any feedback. Please reply here or email me if you'd like to see the proposal.

Thanks to Mary Anne who suggested getting together and writing in a cafe, I wrote for the first time in days. I reread and edited the first chapter of my first non-fiction book. I love my book. I read it and I teared up, because it's the book I desperately wanted to read. With luck, a good agent and a good editor, etc, it will be a book that ( Read more... )

Little T platelets continue their slow climb upwards now to 100 and his fibrinogen was 130 ( Read more... )

I spent some time today writing a letter to my insurance justifying physical therapy with UCSF instead of the local PT company who has no clue what to do with me and my myoclonic dystonia. I've not been nearly as good dealing with this issue as I have dealing with Little T's numerous medical issues ( Read more... )

I caught up with my writing quota and am now even a day ahead. I wrote about death. I think the research I've done so far is enough for now. I'd like first-hand verification from an actual mother before the book is actually published, because it's that sort of book. However I realised I don't have to have it right now for the book proposal. It' ( Read more... )

This week I didn't have any effective childcare until today. By effective, I mean childcare in which Little T wasn't crying and rushing over to me every half hour. While he's on steroids, only our nanny or the respite care people he knows can look after him without making him cry. While he may have problems talking, there's nothing wrong with the ( Read more... )

C took me out to dinner for my birthday so we actually got to spend a couple hours alone, a rare treat these days. C gave me the new Madonna album "Confessions on The Dance Floor" It goes back to her old 80's dance roots, except as C says "now she can sing". I enjoyed the album, especially "Hung Up". C also gave me some amber ( Read more... )