After that I hit the ground running, or rather sitting, pen and paper in hand. (Yes, I write longhand.)
I had a wonderful jumpstart at a writers retreat with my home girls.
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| (l to r) Kirby Larson, Winston the Wonder Dog, Susan Hill Long, Augusta Scattergood, me) |
Came home and stayed focused despite the gorgeous New England summer weather and my gardens and other distractions calling to me.
My only breaks have been a stroll at beach or bog with the dogs.
But today I'm floating on a little island of time.
I have no idea exactly what that phrase means, but I like it, so I'm using it.
My work-in-progress is temporarily simmering on the back burner, ready to be buffed and polished and Bo-toxed into shape.
So today I'm free floating and it's been bliss.
Started the day with a 5:30 bog walk. (I have to time my visits so there aren't any other dogs for my shelter dog to fist fight with. She sometimes has, um, issues.)
Then I came back and picked fresh flowers from the garden (which look a little limp now but, oh well).
And THEN, I've been hunkered down with this all day.
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| Song Writers on Song Writing by Paul Zollo |
Writers, songwriters, readers, music lovers, and anyone who isn't dead would love this.
It's a big fat book full of interviews with the BEST songwriters.
Pete Seeger, Bob Dylan, Carole King, Paul Simon, Brian Wilson, Randy Newman, Neil Young, Leonard Cohen, Frank Zappa, Carlos Santana, Lou Reed, k.d. lang, Merle Haggard.....on and on and on.
I find myself whipping out the yellow highlighter every few minutes.
Feeling even more inspired to get back to my simmering word pot.
Signing off from my Island of Time
