lordylordylordy that is very tough love- like a big fattypat kick in the writing part of the buttocks. What ever happened to rolling around in cupcake frosting when the going gets tough?
That's what I tell myself AND the 6th grade students I teach. Writing is hard, but so very satisfying.Butt In Chair. BIC. Only way to get it done.
When can we meet for the coffee and complaining? :)
im buying a ticket to oregon as we speak :)
Ooh, I know! Let's all meet for coffee in Morocco at 4 o'clock today. Okay? See you there!
Woo-hoo, Morocco! That means I don't have to write!
Yes, Christine! Complaining about writing makes a lovely change to actually writing!! And while we're in Morocco, we might as well shop, you know :-)
Hibiscus tea is on me, everyone. See you there.
Oooh. I'm in for coffee and complaining in Morocco, too. Will it be scented with cardamom? Can't beat that.
Me too me too! See you all there :)
Yipes-- this wasn't TO me, was it?. Sometimes I need to be yelled at. Just as my mom, friends, strangers, siblings, teachers, ex's...Let's see, halfway between Atlanta and Portland? How to do you feel about the Great Plains area? Any Plain in particular that tickle your fancy?
Seriously, though, wouldn't it be fun to have a writer chat one day or eve?
as = ask* : /
Gah, I missed it! And I was in the neighbourhood, too, mentally at least.Or wait... No, I didn't! You're nine hours behind! That means I just have time to get in the mirror balloon and warp there. Whereabouts?
My mantra is sit down and make yor fingers move. Even if its drivel, it's your drivel and sometimes the best stuff I create. BTW- I love your pink hair!
Good plan.
Mm... coffee with whine sounds good. :-)
lordylordylordy that is very tough love- like a big fattypat kick in the writing part of the buttocks. What ever happened to rolling around in cupcake frosting when the going gets tough?
ReplyDeleteThat's what I tell myself AND the 6th grade students I teach. Writing is hard, but so very satisfying.
ReplyDeleteButt In Chair. BIC. Only way to get it done.
When can we meet for the coffee and complaining? :)
ReplyDeleteim buying a ticket to oregon as we speak :)
ReplyDeleteOoh, I know! Let's all meet for coffee in Morocco at 4 o'clock today. Okay? See you there!
ReplyDeleteWoo-hoo, Morocco! That means I don't have to write!
ReplyDeleteYes, Christine! Complaining about writing makes a lovely change to actually writing!! And while we're in Morocco, we might as well shop, you know :-)
ReplyDeleteHibiscus tea is on me, everyone. See you there.
ReplyDeleteOooh. I'm in for coffee and complaining in Morocco, too. Will it be scented with cardamom? Can't beat that.
ReplyDeleteMe too me too! See you all there :)
ReplyDeleteYipes-- this wasn't TO me, was it?. Sometimes I need to be yelled at. Just as my mom, friends, strangers, siblings, teachers, ex's...
ReplyDeleteLet's see, halfway between Atlanta and Portland? How to do you feel about the Great Plains area? Any Plain in particular that tickle your fancy?
Seriously, though, wouldn't it be fun to have a writer chat one day or eve?
ReplyDeleteas = ask* : /
ReplyDeleteGah, I missed it! And I was in the neighbourhood, too, mentally at least.
ReplyDeleteOr wait... No, I didn't! You're nine hours behind! That means I just have time to get in the mirror balloon and warp there. Whereabouts?
My mantra is sit down and make yor fingers move. Even if its drivel, it's your drivel and sometimes the best stuff I create.
ReplyDeleteBTW- I love your pink hair!
Good plan.
ReplyDeleteMm... coffee with whine sounds good. :-)
ReplyDelete