First of all, thanks for the encouragement from you guys out there. Sometimes I just have to let my hair down once in a while and look at the bugs crawling on the underside of the log. Having done so, I can hopefully turn that sucker back over and walk on with some more confidence.
For the first time in my adult life, I am not gainfully over-employed and working like a fiend to juggle a million different things. This semester, I stepped it down to teaching one class twice a week, and taking a class at Trinity on Tuesdays. This is a change, as I tend to compulsively fill my days with work and "stuff," so I feel like I am accomplishing something. I chose this less-is-more approach on purpose, because I wanted to give myself a chance to see what develops, especially with my erstwhile writing career. If I keep myself busy with the business that I plan, how can I ever have something unexpected? And as my hubby says, why can't I just fucking relax and enjoy myself once in a while?
I just finished this great book, Tales from the Bed. It's about a woman with ALS, and how she finds her life work as she's dying. She finds it's work that gives her life meaning. I get that. My work has always been one of the driving forces for me. Without it, without a "I have to get up and go do this right now," I'm floundering a bit.
But not to worry (I say to myself). I am going to create my work right now. My goals are at least one hour of writing per day. Starting now. Let's see how that goes. I have to have faith that from that, something will grow.
But enough about me. How YOU doin?
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Having some trouble getting comments to send via email, so I'm testing, testing, 1,2,3..
Hey, I hope you stop by and read my blog entry about ALS.
Also, if you want to know about other things I've been up to, please check out ReadtheBill.org.
I can't seem to reach your E-mail. Brett, me , and whoever are meeting at the Wood'N Tap on Thursday at 6:00. My computer tells me it's not connecting with yours,E-mail-wise(story of my life). Reply by blog if you can't connect.
I'm doing GREAT. I am over the winter-blues hump I go through every December and now I am full of energy for writing my Dissertation, blogging and everything else!
Deep in the winter blues hump, but doing fine. Hoping you'll come to dinner with Bill and I in order to keep him a little grounded.
Grounded? The last time I was grounded was by my mother for smuggling condoms into my Roman Catholic prep school.
You should really come to keep Brett grammatical. He's an ENGLISH teacher, for cripes sake.
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