. . . napping for a few minutes and I am catching up online. Back to reading other blogs I enjoy and checking out websites, gearing up for submissions again. My significant other is already prepping for Halloween. It is funny to think that in a few years Gemma will be old enough to understand and enjoy dressing up and doing all the trick or treating. It was never really my holiday. I do recall though that one year I got to dress up as a call girl. I had no idea what that meant and I am sure my teacher was horrified when I told her what I was (honestly, I could have said gypsy and the outfit would have passed either way). Yay memories! Christmas is much more up my alley with the decorations and songs and merriment. This one will be good, of course, but the next one, when Gemma is closer to being two, will be the one to end all. Paper to rip, gingerbread to make, and songs to sing.
Yesterday I finished up a short story that has been in my head for at least two years. I don't know why it has taken me so long to commit it to paper, but the general concept has been lurking about and I finally worked out the particulars and luckily an ending presented itself. Not sure I will keep it upon revision, but it is there for now.
This puts me ever closer to the bigger picture, the larger project. It is so nice to finally be able to write again, even if only twenty minutes at a time and with innumerable interruptions.
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