|We find ourselves having different days that match up with all kinds of things to make us happy. For me, in the early days of quarantine, I turned big time to old sitcoms like Golden Girls and Who’s the Boss. Man, the writers really nailed the chemistry between Angela and Tony. Familiar faces brought me simple comfort and complete escapism. In between were some new shows, but the old ones are like slippers and cotton undies–Unconditionally here for us and protective of our delicates. |
Then my family and I found a ton of joy in playing with and interviewing our dog, Charlie. That expands the entirely time, actually. We really can’t tell if he is over us, or thinks he has hit the jackpot with us being around so much. My oldest has his voice fully developed, and now it’s hard to think about him as an animal.
Somewhere in the middle, I finished a new middle grade novel about 2012, and then began a fourth one about a girl and a magical orange tree. I doodled an illustration for it. One of the minor characters calls herself the Graveyard Author. She even has a website with the stories she writes.
So after three loaves of homemade bread, 568 meals (I made that number up, but it feels true), appreciating nature more, getting into good cardio shape (but still eating too much, prob), and spending time with the other 3 humans in my house, I am antsy. Watercolors and new novels only go so far. I want to get out and see people. Have my coffee on the beach with a book. But I won’t. I will remain smart, selfless, and careful. My hope is that you will too. If you feel like your freedoms are being smashed on, then I suggest you seek therapy and find out what is really bothering you. No apologies in that statement.
Wishing you well. Stay safe. And feel how you feel. A week ago I burst into tears at 2pm, and husband caught me, and simply said: “It’s okay. Let it out. I know.”
Enjoy this song that’s been in my head for like a week.
|Stay Tuned for more news about Black Licorice, my Young Adult novel being published by the wonderful folks at Inked in Gray. And even before mine, their first release: The First Stain, An Anthology of Short Stories.|