Word in Edgeways

Where the time goes

It's been nearly a month since the last post. What have I done?

Well, there was working on a major grant proposal which even now I don’t hold high hopes for, but how much of that is sober realism, and how much hypercriticism, I don’t know anymore. You see, I can’t even write properly after too many hours of text tinkering, fleshing out, defleshing … a veritable word murderer.

And there’s the kid stuff, the horsehair and down of the parental mattress: homework, sports, friends, no friends, teeth, haircuts – that you tell yourself you ought to treasure, just the fact of being with them, but you can’t help but wish it were over, the time it takes, the energy it saps.

And what else? Thinking, plenty of that. That part, at least, has been fun.

posted by Sylvie @ 5:07 AM