This afternoon I went back to the writing group/class I've participated in on Thursday afternoons for 22 years. I'd only missed two weeks on my "health leave" but felt as if I'd spent a winter in India (as I did for my 2nd novel) and returned with tales to tell.
I found that I wanted to make a splash, a statement, on this return to the group that's a major piece of my normal life.
So, what I did: I wore a shirt that was given to me as a joke a while back by one of the other writers in the group. It's a bare-midriff muscle shirt, black, tight as a cigar band, with the Eiffel Tower and the word Paris written in purple glitter over a pink-glitter sun. Keep in mind now that I'm 56. I'd never before found occasion to wear this garment. Today was the day.
People in the group did remember the shirt, so I didn't have to explain the "joke" (until later when we met other folks for tea.) My get-up did make the statement I wanted, which was, I only now stop to think, that: I'm not dead yet, not down for the count, still a "boomer babe", and what did I need ovaries for anyway. It's a fine T-shirt that can do all that. And it has been a fine and fun day.
Thursday, September 08, 2005
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Yay!! I'm happy to hear you're back with a big giant splash...:)
An inspiration to us all.
I need some to dive back into writing, as I have not done so in nearly two weeks. We're getting ready to move, and have our house on the market, so my excuse is good, but... my mood is not. I get really crabby when I don't write.
I have several pages of "notes" for changes that are fairly big in scope, and what I need is a big block of time (even just one whole day) to sit and ponder as I incorporate them. Between horses and houses, that hasn't been happening lately.
There is nothing on for Sunday, so I may just go to the office and sequester myself. With a mocha soy latte and one lovely day. :)
Happy writing Sunday, Billie. You have a lot going on.
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