Herself: “Writing Contest.” Garage. Working on the scrap book.
Next to me waiting on my desk is the last two-thirds of the Mexico 2010 scrapbook. Downstairs waits the “Reluctant Quilt”….one should name a quilt my teacher said. Right in front of me waits “The Writer’s Digest Writing Competition.” If I put that off, the contest will have vanished….Poof…into the foggy air out there.
I’ll send them a poem and an essay off this morning. This is part of my project to get my words out there. I remind myself that if I can do it with paint, I can do it with words. “Everything is better with Butter” will be the poem. It’s got a reality that hits home, makes you laugh, and reminds me I still use too much butter.
For the essay, I choose the “Black Pants” piece. It’s not got the punch I want, but it did make the class laugh. Laughter is very important even tho the piece could be better crafted.
Another weekend goal is the garage…..
Don’t laugh. When I pulled the truck into the garage one day this week, I smashed the giant, Costco container of paper towels. I never heard a sound when I hit them as I did the day I rammed two framed paintings. When I got out of the truck that afternoon, the paper towels were wrapped around the bumper as if Grumpy was lovingly resting himself pillowed on the paper towels.