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Yesterday, instead of packing or writing or getting a syllabus ready, I cut my bangs.
Short. Really short.
I’ve always wanted to do it and so I asked the new girl at the hair salon go for it. I even showed her a picture. This picture, actually.
she looked at the is famous, young, gorgie actress and then looked at me and my face and my clothes and the hair growing out my chin and said, we’ll go a little conservative.
Then she gave me a mom cut. I always get mom cuts no matter what I do.
So I kept the mom cut for a few days.
And then, maybe because I was sad, or maybe because I was overwhelmed, or maybe because I really wanted short bangs, I got the scissors and did something I have never done in my life. I cut my dumb own hair.
It doesn’t look gorgie like her and It may look a little Jim Carrey in Dumb and Dumber but it’s deliberate and it’s different and it’s not a mom cut.
Get your manuscript.
Stop being conservative.
Stop doing what you’re always doing.
Stop letting other people dictate what you do.
Use your gut.
Decide what the book really really really needs.
Get your scissors and stop being scared and go for it. You deserve it and your book deserves it.
Please let me move to a new house by the end of the week, short bangs and all.
Cheryl Van Eck
I think the reason I like it so much is that I have a terrible memory. Everything in my past either turns rosy or black…for instance, I can’t remember a single good thing about middle school, but I also can’t remember a single bad thing about my first year of college. I know my life was somewhat balanced at both times, but without journals I can’t remember any of it.
Things are changing and I’m back to this blog.
I have been working my ass of to just stay above water, but I think I have finally found my groove. I’m cooking again, I’m working out, and most importantly . . . I’m back to writing.
I’ve also been reading a lot
This is just a quick note to let the few followers we have know I’ve got a plan. A grasp on my blog posts and on writing.
I just gotta get it done.
it’s three in the morning and I’ve been up for a couple hours.
I found out that I’m my mom’s daughter. She used to stay up all night worrying. I am worrying. And not sleeping.
Sometimes when I’m up at this time of night, I sit and listen to the breathing of my babies all through the house. This is a sleeping house, a house that in a few short hours will be bustling with laughter, crying, fighting, running, legoing, whining and jumping and loving.
Oh the potential of all these little people. The thoughts and wonderings and sadnesses that will come with a full day of exploring.
I joy in seeing them toddle out of their beds, their hair a mess, their pajamas mis-matched, asking for milk or a hug or cereal. I don’t even care if they’ve peed the bed. I just love their freckled faces.
Sometimes I think about my manuscripts in similar ways: sleeping. breathing in and out. but oh, when it wakes up. when it toddles out and has the whole day in front of it. What will happen? What will be discovered? What joy and horribleness and heartache will come.
I don’t have a lot this morning to say.
I should go back to sleep because I will be so tired all day and what if I snap at these littles that I love?
I love being a mother.
I love writing. I think.
I’m not sure.
But I love people.
And people are writing. I think.
An Assortment of Topics
A writing challenge– There’s a Nudist Camp in CA that’s been accused of stealing water.
I don’t know about you, but I can see (no pun intended), all kinds of ways one could write a story with this idea in mind.
So why not?
Write a 500 word opening of a mid grade or YA novel. We’d love to see what you come up with.
Just finished Fiona Wood‘s YA called Six Impossible Things. LOVED it. I actually laughed out loud several times. That’s hard to do with me. What’s the best YA or MG you’ve read this summer–not including the one you’re working on? And that should becoming the best. FYI–I participated with Fiona and Marie Marquardt (Dream Things True–haven’t read it yet. Hope to soon.) yesterday on a panel for SLJ. We spoke about romance in YA. Those women are smart.
Ooops, be careful PW Daily. Can’t be good to spell Newbery wrong!
“Newberry Medalist Katherine Applegate’s new novel ‘Crenshaw’ features a fifth grader whose . . . .”
School starts soon. I’ve got till the 31 to do whatever I want (as long as I do it here at home). I’m going to organize and write and clean and hang out with my girls. What would you do? Really. I want some ideas.
Thank you for all who came by the wedding last night. I lost my best earrings. Worth a couple grand.
Please pray I find them.
Writing prompt: Write about the worst hour of your life.
So how did you do on the marathon?
I didn’t get as much as I wanted rewritten, but I am thrilled that I wrote.
For the next few days I’m gonna work on rewriting this novel.
You all are mostly silent, but I need a bit of help. I’d love some freewrite ideas for my classes at BYU.
I want them to be flash freewrites. Something that can be done in about a minute.