Oy. The things I’m seeing about Mother’s Day.
Maybe the problem is that we’ve tried to selectively apply a version of sainthood to motherhood. Or vice versa.
Now bear with me because I don’t know a lot about sainthood, and I don’t have an exhaustive understanding of motherhood in full, but “exhaustion” and “motherhood” are two words that, if I am ever turned into a school worksheet, will be included in the word bank.
(more…)And I liked it.
(more…)I’m finally moving on from the Barrel of Chaotic Monkeys that is plot focus and jumping into the Barrel of Different Chaotic Monkeys that is character focus
Eight drafts and three years later. That’s a lot. I was trying to fit the whole world into a book. (Pro tip – don’t do that.) At first, I wanted to pour my hurt into it. Then I wanted to pour my hope into it. Now I just want to pour the truth into it. That’s the only thing that works.
It’s also the best way to have fun.
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