In which I start breaking rules…

rules of writing

Today, I break the rules.

So I have this big idea that is only half defined.

How big? At the moment it’s covering the wall of my bedroom in those giant flip-chart post-it sheets. Most of them are filled with TINY handwriting. Most of the handwriting is mine, but some of the drawings belong to my husband. He’s listened as my heart spilled out onto paper and tried to sketch in the details as I talked.

It’s messy.

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In which I shut the door…

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Last night, the following announcement was made in my house.

I AM GOING UPSTAIRS AND LOCKING MYSELF IN MY BEDROOM. FOR THE NEXT HOUR, PLEASE DO NOT KNOCK ON THE DOOR OR SHOUT THROUGH THE KEYHOLE. NOT EVEN IF YOU NEED TO USE THE BATHROOM. THE ONLY REASON TO ASK ME TO OPEN THE DOOR WOULD BE FOR A FIRE… OR LARGE AMOUNTS OF HUMAN BLOOD.

With that, I ran up the stairs leaving my children in the more than capable hands of my husband. I closed (and locked) the bedroom door and slipped into my PJ’s. With a quick hit to the “writing playlist” and a deep sigh of satisfaction, I finally began to write.

Finally. As in… it’s been months since I even tried to write in peace.

Y’all. It lasted less than three minutes. That’s when my husband started texting me. I am NOT kidding. Granted, it was for a good cause. After almost a year, he finally sold the extra truck that’s been sitting in our driveway. He got his asking price.

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MOMtor Monday – Families

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Today is my MOMtor Monday at Mothering From Scratch.  Yeah!

Kathy and Melinda asked me to write this piece several months ago, and I immediately started stressing about it. I wrote and re-wrote the post endlessly in my head.  Writing about family issues isn’t easy, and I did NOT want to upset anyone in the process.  (Been there, done that.)

I finally submitted the post a few weeks back, and I’ve been on pins and needles ever since.  In full disclosure, I woke up at 4am this morning thinking about it.  I woke up from a nightmare and just couldn’t go back to sleep.  In my dream, every woman I’m related to was calling me and demanding to know if she was Edwina or Auntie Awesome Blossom.

Go check it out:  how to keep the peace with difficult relatives

Then leave me a comment telling me I’m amazing… because I am really really really insecure today.

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Five Minute Friday – mess

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Here we are, back at Five Minute Friday!  Today is the day I write for the sake of writing.  I love this day.

Today’s writing prompt is… MESS.

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