I’m back! Here I am, four months after wrapping my blog up in a few layers of Saran Wrap and sticking it in deep-freeze.
There is so much to say that I don’t know where to start. You’ve been writing me emails asking about the book, the kids, and the existence of my vital signs, and trying to answer everything at once seems overwhelming. So I’m going to break it up into a few separate helpings and serve it up French style – course by course, instead of putting everything including the frozen fruit salad on the same plate, like we did in Alabama.
So Course #1, your hors d’oeuvres… The Writing…the reason I ditched you all for a 7’x10′ room in the Boulangerie furnished with a desk and a chair and powered by an extension cord running across the yard from my bedroom window.
Let me start with my twelve-step introduction. Hello, my name is Amy, and I am a blogging junkie. Um, yeah. I had a bit of a withdrawal after leaving you guys high and dry. It took me a couple of months to get over that nagging feeling that I needed to get a post out soon or…or what? My fingers would explode?
Every time a bunch of farmers drove a motorcade of tractors up and down the streets of town pulling a miniature house decorated with vines behind them on a trailer bed and honking their horns like they were in a parade, I ran for my camera so I could show you, only to remember “Oh yeah, I’m on a break.”
Long after the fact, here it is. And no, I have no clue what they were doing.
But I soon discovered that with the same amount of time I spent writing the blog I could write a few pages of a short story. And the mental space I used every day thinking, “I wonder how I could tell this on the blog?” was easily repopulated with plots and characters and dialogue. READ MORE…