hug the mess
Urania tidied the table.
Calliope organized the pencils.
Urania put away the clean dishes.
Calliope pulled receipts out of Typist’s purse and entered them into the checkbook register.
Urania reviewed a stack of scribbled notes.
Thalia growled. “Stop it! We’re going to start pouring words into Book 4’s document. Like a bowl of corn flakes, there will be sharp edges, irregular shapes, and a lot of crunch. That’s what editing is for. Let’s go!”
Words from Typist:
I saw a post on Instagram from @davidowenauthor that read:
Today I asked a 10-year-old girl if she wanted to be a writer. She answered: “I want to do the thinking part but not the writing part.”
So she’s already a writer.
First I laughed.
Next, I reflected.
Nia likes to think.
Cal likes to be.
Tal likes to do.
All three are needed, but there’s a reason Thalia is needed the most right now.
T-shirt: “I like to take my wife on romantic walks through the hardware store” 😁
(That's actually true for me & Deb. The scary thing is, she enjoys them. 💚)
>>"Like a bowl of corn flakes, there will be sharp edges, irregular shapes, and a lot of crunch. That’s what editing is for."
💚👏💚👍💚
Cal and Nia were really playing the wooden leg game with strategic stalling!
A professor of experimental psychology in graduate school described himself like the 10-year old girl. “I come up with the ideas. Others implement them.”
Progress, not perfection.