This weekend was amazing. Friday morning Scott and I said enough is enough and took the morning off together (I wasn't that brave, my shift at the library didn't start until 2pm so no hooky for me). He's been feeling overwhelmed with work and deadlines and working late nights, so we went out for breakfast together after dropping the kids off at school, then shopping for desired Lego and then a long walk for with the dog. It was perfect and what we needed but it went quickly. Like so much these days, a planned date, a visit with a friend, a long weekend, five years.
So that brings us to Saturday when my fabulous aunt Bonnie and I attended The New Quarterly's Wild Writers Literary Festival right here in Waterloo. There are 3 things that have stayed with me the most.
1. I know so many of these people now! These wonderful talented people that I've somehow (without being published yet) put one step into their group. I don't feel like a bystander but rather someone who these people (writers) know is there and perhaps (here's my imaginary part, ready?) are waiting impatiently for me to jump the heck in and swim with them!
2. Blog for only me because I love it! The master classes Bonnie and I went to were terrific. The first one was with Kerry Clare from picklemethis.com, a blog I've been reading forever. We've chatted online before but met for the first time this weekend and she was as lovely as I had imagined. Her talk was about blogging and doing it well and so here I am! No longer wasting time contemplating what route this blog should take because as she said, blogs change with you.
3. OK, this is a big one and ties all in with the stuff above about time. The Wild Writers women panel told me something I already knew, already have been thinking. Am I going to do this writing thing (more than I already am) or just wonder about it one day when it's too late? The kids show how fast time is going, so does working at the library and I'll explain how that works in another blog. But despite being inspiring and motivating, I sat listening thinking, I know this! I think that way about writing all the time and I know this stuff, and obviously it isn't going away anytime soon. I don't want it to because it isn't just a hobby.
So wild writing, check.
Organic blog, check.
All works in progress, check.
Working on a new story this afternoon, check and check.
Birthday to get ready for, on it!
Crazy dog to take care of, sure.
Other stuff, why not.
Oh! And I didn't mention Elizabeth Hay! Her master class was wonderful and if I could have bottled up her Zen and taken it home with me, I would have. A perfect day.
An afterward: Obviously the picture above is not of soon-to-turn-5-daughter, but rather of old brother also known as the Batman.