Brr-isk Day

I finished a rough draft of Chapter 8 and will be bringing it in to writing group tonight. I am sitting here reminding myself that it’s all right for it to be a rough draft right now. I am aware of the glaring holes. And I have to temper myself otherwise I’ll rush in too soon to fix it and then make a bigger mess. So…I will wait. Let the new lines…the new direction of the story…gel up before I try to reconstruct them into something else. Ergh! Does any of this make sense? Gosh I hope so. Cause at this very moment, I’m finding it difficult to communicate in the written form. Perhaps I should try symbology or hieroglyphics to get my point across.

It’s a windy day in Nu Yawk Sitty but I’m a-liking it. While people are bundling themselves tighter into their wooly coats…I am walking around with a smile on my face. Windy days are great for clearing the cobwebs. The moody blues that have been weighting me down the past week have dissipated the last two days. I feel lighter and brighter. There is something about clean, crisp air that wakes me right up.

It reminds me of when I lived in Oswego. The college was right by Lake Ontario so we would get this amazing burst of cold air coursing through the campus. Yummy. I would take my red bike and pedal through town as fast as I could go. That was fun and I miss having a bicycle. Then again, I’m not sure how safe I would be riding alongside NYC traffic. Eeek! I don’t think a rinky-dink bell would save me from the likes of NY cabbies who don’t like sharing the road. Ah, I digress. That’s a conversation for another day. Anyway…that’s all I’ve got for today.

Peace,

L~

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