Wednesday, June 22, 2011

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Had a little getaway last weekend. It was a bachelorette weekend, so some craziness was involved. But it was fun. I didn't get to read at all, but I did get a little writing in. Which brought along with it the "what are you writing?" questions. Sometimes it's fun to tell them. Sometimes it's scary to admit. I didn't get any weird responses. They wanted to know what my story was about and basically said if they were readers, they would read it. Somehow I have managed to surround myself with a bunch of people who don't read. I don't know how this is possible. But people change. I know because my mom never used to be a reader. Now she does it all the time. I'm on the fence about asking her to read what I write. I think she'd like it if I asked her; but I know how she is. Very mom-like and critical. For example, she'll walk into my house and the first thing she'll say is "You need to vacuum the floor." Chances are, I just vacuumed the floor. But...that's my mom.

Now that I've aired that out...yeah...

Happy writing!

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