The kids may or may not be getting sick. We might have allergies. I don't know. Lots of crying, lots of "MOMMY" emanating from their room. Yeah.
In any case, I have been meaning to post here since I got back to work, but I officially have NO TIME TO MYSELF ANYMORE. Yes, that needs to be in caps. Hence, the 11:01 PM post. The SHORT 11:01 PM post.
I actually have things to write about, too. My co-worker finished reading "Moby Dick" this week. The guy who hadn't read a novel since college. I am very proud of him, and am endeavoring to get him to read "Bartleby the Scrivner" next in his Melville adventure. Yay reading!
One of the perks of working again is my hour lunch. I can read for about thirty minutes. It is so cool. I started a novel on Sunday and I am over halfway done. Yay reading!
Also, I am kicking around a story that sprouted from my head on Friday. I was driving home through Santa Ana and it just sort of assaulted me and made me take notes. I wasn't even sure what prompted it. It seems that it is time to write again. My mind has made itself up and I am but its willing hostage. (That phrase makes me think of "Bel Canto").
Here's my tentative title: "The Story of Us, Before You and All of That" or maybe with a semi-colon. I have a lot of passionate feelings about semi-colons. I wrote a couple pages at stop lights. Weird, n'est pas?
1 comment:
Jaimee, how cool i think it would be for you to write a short story and then i make it into a little film. : ) Do it!
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