First, I want to say that Jenni is probably going to be my savior - or at the very least - my oracle of wisdom. I so completely appreciate everything she knows, and her willingness to share with a lunkhead like me.
With a much better idea of exactly what "chapbook" means and entails. I start, today, on the manuscript for my second. The first poem (at least for today) is written, and I've been staring at it all day. I decided to take a break from it for a while, so I can go back to it to see how badly I've screwed it up.
It will be the story of, no, I'm not going to say, since it's liable to change. This is, after all, day one.
Scotty just spent a few hours tilling up where the vegetable garden will be. Quite a little plot. My care packages will all be fresh vegetables this summer and fall! We're cooking out today. It's really a beautiful day for it, and Scotty is psyched about getting in front of his grill. Nothing fancy, just burgers and slaw and tater salad. Ma made the slaw. It's THE BEST.
The kids have been outside all day, running and racing - literally racing, their remote control cars. Kassi is off with Jessica and her family. They would happily adopt her, and she's happily go. Jessica and Megan are adorable girls, beautiful olive skinned dark haired little girls with beautiful manners and soft spoken voices. If only the mother wasn't so rude.Is it me, or is it strange for a woman to show up at your door and tell you she wants to take your kid somewhere - "somewhere" being a company cook out for the families of the employess?
Maybe I'm just too suspicious and over protective, sue me.