On June 1st, I went to Seymour Library in Brockport, and picked out a new novel: Running by Cara Hoffman.
The Book Discussion on June 28th, 11-12, will feature The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald. I found my copy, and have begun reading. I seem to read this novel every two years. I have wanted to be in a book club for a long time now. Maybe summertime is the perfect time to join a group.
Since the end of the Spring 2017 semester, I have been trying to switch gears to a work schedule that is strictly my own. Some days, I'm inspired; other days, I'm distracted.
However, I have been writing. Mostly 100 word stories ( my latest addiction) and several CNF essays, of varying length, and a fistful of poems. Mid-May, I returned to my novella, and was surprised by how fluent it is. I asked my son Nick to read a bit, and he grew very quiet, quieter than usual. I said, "What do you think?" and he said, "Your writing makes me want to steal some of these lines. I can "see" what's happening." I was thrilled by his immediate reaction. I actually "see" this novella as a film. So, this summer is the summer I get it ready to be sent off to publishers. I'm making plans.
For the past week, I have been lifting, bending, raking, pulling, reaching, digging . . .
My body is just "thrilled" by all of this movement. Yes, I found 500 new-to-me
muscles. Flower gardens are in good shape, save one garden that is a total mess, and may have to be taken apart completely. We'll see. We're three weeks behind on the vegetable gardens. Hoping to get things going in the North garden this weekend. Again, we'll see. More rain in the forecast.