Herself: The last PT yesterday came with the reminder to keep doing the exercises every day forever and ever amen. Yes, noticeable improvements. For instance: I no longer have to take a running start to get in Grumpy. I can actually lift my leg up and get in just like a normal person.
The essay “Cobb Salad,” came back with varied states of corrections. Two of the readers changed a comma here and a word there. The same comma and the same word….very useful corrections. Two other readers tore apart one paragraph, and on reading, I noted their corrections made sense, Not that I made all the changes, mind you.
I did rewrite my 150 word biography shrinking it to 52. That was an exercise in humor and deletion:
“Born here, raised there. Ran away from home to join the Army. Married, kids, did Hollywood in the sixties. College. Career as artist while raising two kids and a husband. Divorced. Madness. Recovery. Ocean Beach. Met and married “The Geezer”, graduated SDSU, work, art, writing, blogging, photography while growing older.”
I could have said far less, for instance “Joined Army,” instead of “Ran away to join the Army” but where is the fun in “Joined Army.”
So now that I have done this once, I am prepared for the deluge of comma changes and arguments that the sonnet needs rhyme, that the picture choice was inappropriate, et al. At least, I hope I am prepared and will send them off to the poetry committee after I have lunch with a member of the poetry committee.
Is that nepotism? A rhetorical question.