Yes, I realize that I haven't posted anything real in quite awhile. Believe me, I feel it in my neck and shoulders, the stress of postponed commitment. But it's not for lack of working. I'm not sitting here eating Bon-Bons all day–although, Tim and I were in Central Market the other day and saw this huge barrel of them and grabbed two, one for each of us, because we'd never had a REAL Bon-Bon… (and we both have fathers who accused us of "sitting on the couch and eating Bon-Bons all day" during summer breaks while we were in high school. in separate parts of the country. and in different decades, mind you. [dramatic pause] That's called destiny, y'all). …and I think I may have eaten mine while on the couch.
No. I've been hard at work. I have a couple of projects that I'm working on. ALL AT THE SAME TIME, because I know no better. It's been difficult, especially because Juniper has recently decided that the system that she and I had nailed down– the one that we worked so hard on perfecting, the one that we've been loyal to for something like twelve months?– It's no good any more. No. She's gone and thrown it On the Ground! I think she's going through some kind of growth phase (notice I didn't say spurt) where our system is gonna have to change a little bit. Or a lot bit.
Cry me a river…






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Carrie
My metaphorical bonbons have been a)the beach and b)books. Books. In English. From a public library.
That’s my excuse for my poor output this summer!