hours and words and water
Good morning, friends.
After nearly a month-long recess from Chasing Maybes — during which I’ve crossed oceans, relaxed with old friends, read and written thousands of words, splashed in the pool with my little people, and relished the advent of summer — I’m back. I hope you’ve had a month of wonderful, too.
[Before I forget, I'd like to share this post from Austin blogger Tolly Moseley about artist Ellen Heck. As a passionate Frida Kahlo fan, I'm looking forward to checking out Heck's "Forty Fridas" collection, in which she features forty of her friends and family dressed up as Frida and immortalized in woodcuts. How cool is that?]
So, in the interest of full disclosure, I’ll share that I plan to continue my trend of infrequent posting this summer. This is due to several factors, the most critical being my limited time — with small children currently out of school and desperate for my attention — to write. Because I began this Chasing Maybes blogging project with the singular goal of extending myself in directions I’d previously ignored or dismissed, I should share that I’ve been chasing a great white maybe for several months now. I’ve been writing a novel, and while my only goal is its completion, I’d like to achieve that goal while I’m still young enough to enjoy it. Put in your requests now for a copy fresh from my HP Officejet — I won’t even charge you for the staples.
In the meantime, I’ll check in, bore you with minutiae, and share some of my prompt writing. This week, I’ll be linking up with Write on Edge, writing 400 words on this prompt:
This week, write a fiction or creative non-fiction piece where fate plays a prominent role. You can write from the position of a complete belief or absolute disbelief in the role of fate in our lives or the lives of our characters.
Benjamin Franklin wrote, “You may delay, but time will not.” How are you spending your hours these days? Here’s to making them matter. Thanks, as always, for showing up.