Day two of the Alphabet posts. This is the perfect way to spend my time between waking up and the kids two-hour school delay. I feel edgy though, like I’m running late. And there’s the small matter of getting my car out from under the snow and ice. I think this day is going to feel weird.
F is for Feelings. I’m endlessly fascinated by how they direct our decisions. I’m trying so hard right now to really learn what that means for a writer’s craft. It’s a lot harder than it seems.
G is Go. I’d prefer a very sedate lifestyle. “Go” is such a simple word; I like how it can make big actions seem conquerable.
H is for Hunger. I swear I’m hungrier than most people, and I don’t just mean for food.
I is for Indiana. It’s not the worst place to live, but it’s also not the best. I’m not a huge fan of mediocre. Who is? That’s why we have the word “mediocre.” I won’t be sad to move again.
J is for Josh Mugele. Duh! How could I resist this?
Also, tonight and this weekend: Spelling words with Eleanor. I’m hoping over the weekend we can watch Spellbound and Akeelah and the Bee. Weird that I’ve seen neither? Maybe.
I’ve been having a hard time shutting up about the Spelling Bee with my coworkers. Thank you for coping with that, guys! Like I told them, this is my version of being an annoyingly proud soccer mom. Anyway, here are some cute videos that we’ve been passing around.
This made me think of you and your “hunger”: <a href="http://www.good.is/post/hire-art-five-artists-on-what-it-means-to-work-today/page:3".
Nice, Virginia! My favorite: Let’s start a 10-hour drive with “I’m just not into you anymore.” Great first line for a novel!
Indiana. Ohio. — sigh — We have so much in common!