I see that there are some other frustrated writers here. What can we do to help and encourage each other?
I have a new friend on Facebook. I met her because I just rewatched "SICK: The Life & Death of Bob Flanagan, Supermasochist", and I looked for a Bob Flanagan group on Facebook, and joined it, and she's a member of the group (and I recognized her from the documentary). So this lady has Cystic Fibrosis, as did Bob F., and I just read that she's doing pretty badly right now--on Prednisone (the worst med EVER, IMHO) and anti-biotics via a PICC, and her lung fucntion is quite bad.
maybe I should post this in Mamaphonic. No, I blog here, here's where I'll put this. I want to start writing my memoirs. I've been saying this, or even claiming that I'm doing the writing, for months, at least. But I'm not writing. I've tried to figure out why. I was thinking that it had something to do with the chaos in my house, and that's probably true. I've thought about moving one of our many half-assed, junky old computers into my room, where I could close the door and write, but I can't even seem to do that.
I got some action last night. Also, a LOT of talking. Mmmmm....talking, good. I mean, the sex was great, but, in a way, the talking was better. Yay for native English speakers!
BTW, I have whisker burn on my face. Kinda deeeeelicious.
Went to clean a house today. It was a move-out clean. The people own this house, but are moving to Marin, and are going to rent out their old place. They've have some work done recently. No biggie.
I get to the house and see stacks of empty paint cans outside. Dumpster diver that I am, I think "Ooooh! I might want to take a look at that later." But I realize that it's regular paint, and these days, I have to use that Mythic non-toxic stuff.
Go in the house, it's still pretty fumy, and I know I'm going to have to open the windows while I'm working.
The pool at the Y was closed for a week, but it re-opened yesterday!
For those of you who don't know, I was filmed for a documentary about moms in rock bands. The bulk of the filming happened about 3 years ago. The filmmaker called me late last week and told me the movie is finished. There will be a premiere in NY in October, and then I guess she'll be submitting it to various festivals, and particularly to women's conferences.