I’ve been doing this for nearly fifteen years. Ten minutes a day recorded for posterity. Maybe not the best writing and often quite wild and uninteresting but there are a thousand or more real gems out there—forever.
I found a way to open the novel. That too will be preserved for posterity and is almost done. I’m trying to get it done in the morning. 40 pages left.
I’m feeling good about the way it’s going but more wanting it to be over and on shelves than to work on it anymore. I’m drained and done with this one. Ready to move on to a new project.
likewise, my kid is ready to move on to a new team. This better be the last one. He hasn’t had the same coach for longer than a season since youth football. Time to settle down and grind his way to the league. I’m excited to see how far he can take it.
I’m excited to see how far his little brother takes it. He’s racking up the accolades—All City, Second Team all region. He’s angry he isn’t first. That’s one to grow on. That’s one he can seek out his senior year. Going to be a good senior year for him. Not so sure about his team though. They need to find talent at multiple positions. He can only get them right for two…