When I left social media at the beginning of December, the reasons were several. I refocused on this blog for more reasons, and Chuck Wendig brilliantly stacked them up for us all: Old Man Blogs at Cloud. This is my space, and sometimes it doesn't feel very social. It feels quite one-way. And yet it … Continue reading To blogs!
"Why don't you just quit writing books?" Third asked this question in the heat of an angry exchange wherein he had not done his chores and I had caught him. Tears sprang into being without my welcome, because this is a question deep at the core of my inner critic. Why don't you just quit … Continue reading Why Don’t You Just Quit
This is a dream box. It's self-stated purpose (or the purpose given it by its makers) is to hold your dreams forward in the world. I opened it today. The tiny stickie note slept unfaded, though the dream has long since faded. It was a dream I acted on in 2014. Today I wrote a … Continue reading Recycled Dreams
You might not think book camp goodbyes would be too difficult, since we are all relatives and will see each other numerous times before next year's camp. [Four of us live in the same house!] You would be right...and wrong. Book camp is so different from afternoons together, holidays, or birthday parties. It's such a … Continue reading Book Camp 2019, Saying Goodbye
Content warning: Discussion of former suicidal ideation and plan. Today was our last full day together, so we did things a little differently. First, no critiques! Second, no chores or curriculum like instruments, typing, or math. Our theme today is cookbook poetry. Each kid brought a recipe from which to write a poem. Before we … Continue reading Book Camp 2019, Day 5