The yarn is up my sleeve
In other words . . .
I miss you baby - I do, I really do.
Do you feel it too?
And yes . . .
There is much
to unravel and reweave through the written word,
*but* writing isn't the ONLY
way of having a literary Life, is it?
Ideas percolate all the while I
Young authors find their own words,
Their own way to darkness towards light,
Their own spectacular voices.
In between traveling through fantasy, sci-fi, dystopian and realistic flights of fancy
am watching kids swimming
again, again, again,
That we are all a lovely chaos
Progressing through the practice of striving for our own
Hullo. Don't know why I turned that into some half-assed spoken word piece, but hey, I got the URGE peeps. I have been full on busy with Writopia Lab summer camp and yes, starting my day with a spin class at the gym, doing two sessions of writing intensives and ending my day with watching my kids at swim meets. I want to write posts about spinning AND swimming and what this whole experience is teaching me about writing, but this is the best I can do, RIGHT NOW.
And tonight we had a fabulous Writopia Lab Reading at The Voracious Reader despite the thunder storm. Those kids really do rock it.
How is your summer going? What are you up to?