So that we can talk about the book I assigned at Luithaus School.
Which I’m sure I fail at every single day.
But man is it fun to see these two engage with interesting materials in their own way. Google Earth has been chock full of goodness as we explore other continents and take an imaginary trip to Grandma and Grandpa’s house.
And the other one? Oh, thank the good Lord you only have to be a teenager once, except that going through teen years with her is akin to reliving those agonizing days.
I drive to Choctaw, Oklahoma tonight to visit with a book club. Does everyone have that sort of will they like me fear that is usually quenched by hugs and smiles and shared experience?
Marathon training this time around is both great and hard. I’m tired. Very tired. Naps are daily, and so is gratitude.
Hours are packed and lists are long. Birthdays and holidays and dreams of finishing this novel, which I continue to revise. There is a kind of muddled purpose, a kind of trudging toward fun that is fun in itself. Fun in the hard sense. Fun in the moving sense.
What is on your mind today?