i've got four books on the table, five really, i like to read the local authors but if they don't even respond to my emails, i kind of lose interest after a while. that's how my reading goes. i am actively involved with those who are actively involved in increasing their readership and network among authors. i am fast fading away on those who just turn aside or don't really want to exchange that with me.
i have a plan to make a best of indie post on my best of indie site. That's where it belongs. It would be once-a-year collection of the best I've read. I've read tons. I've read some really fantastic ones.
it's cold here, cold and wet, and the seventeen-year-old, crutches and all, is having trouble getting to school. his mom has taken over. when i get anywhere near him i yell at him, brimming over at anger that he can roll over mornings, unable to get out of bed. but i know that it's deep psychological pain. i do think she has to be on the front line here as she can counsel him on the way through the front door which he has to enter. once he's in school, he has friends, they take care of him, the nurse and secretaries are all over him. we have trouble getting him to that front door, though. it's all very painful.
sons coming for the holidays, daughter coming too, and we're all getting excited about the upcoming festive times. things are not great in any of our various places. but we are at least a family that support each other.
i wear my galesburg hat everywhere. at first i was saying that the school saved our lives, taking in both of our kids so easily. one of them is not so easy. i wear the hat to keep my prayers going upward, and pray for the school to be able to pull this off as well as us.
at the traffic lights, which are interminable, i pray the traffic light prayer. may the cars going all the four directions, north, east, south, and west, follow the cultural conventions and behave predictably, to the safety of all and the infinite order of the universe, that we may all get home safely one more night.
amen.
i have a plan to make a best of indie post on my best of indie site. That's where it belongs. It would be once-a-year collection of the best I've read. I've read tons. I've read some really fantastic ones.
it's cold here, cold and wet, and the seventeen-year-old, crutches and all, is having trouble getting to school. his mom has taken over. when i get anywhere near him i yell at him, brimming over at anger that he can roll over mornings, unable to get out of bed. but i know that it's deep psychological pain. i do think she has to be on the front line here as she can counsel him on the way through the front door which he has to enter. once he's in school, he has friends, they take care of him, the nurse and secretaries are all over him. we have trouble getting him to that front door, though. it's all very painful.
sons coming for the holidays, daughter coming too, and we're all getting excited about the upcoming festive times. things are not great in any of our various places. but we are at least a family that support each other.
i wear my galesburg hat everywhere. at first i was saying that the school saved our lives, taking in both of our kids so easily. one of them is not so easy. i wear the hat to keep my prayers going upward, and pray for the school to be able to pull this off as well as us.
at the traffic lights, which are interminable, i pray the traffic light prayer. may the cars going all the four directions, north, east, south, and west, follow the cultural conventions and behave predictably, to the safety of all and the infinite order of the universe, that we may all get home safely one more night.
amen.
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