Pen pal
On the pens given away at the Writers’ Conference:
Write is a verb.
Sit down. Start writing.
No excuses.
My craft
There is a joy in being around other writers, of discussing issues unique to the writing process, of honing our turn of phrase. I was so immersed in all of that and more today at the Javits Center. Learning, perfecting, sharing, seeking.
The Writers’ Conference was a whopping success for this writer and her work in progress.
I’m energized.
Write stuff
Tomorrow is the Book Expo Writers’ Conference at the Jacob Javits Center. Really looking forward to immersing myself in all things book related.
The writer that lives inside me is doing cartwheels.
Three days
Such a full weekend. Went to Baltimore to visit a friend. Came home and did some house cleaning. Plenty of reading. Lots of thinking. Re-stocked the fridge with fresh vegetables.
A good holiday weekend.
Simple pleasure
Enjoyed a well-prepared, healthy meal at Thalia tonight (thank you for the recommendation, Rachael Ray). Met a friend for insightful, stimulating conversation.
It’s one of my favorite things to do.
Hoboken
Saw my town through someone else’s eyes today. Love that. Makes me realize how great it is.
I live.
Leg man
Conversation with a centipede at 7:45 a.m.:
“Listen, I have to go to work now. Ever since I read that holistically you represent ‘forward movement’ I’ve become a little more tolerant of your presence. I know you’re here to remind me of my own progress. After all, you’re walking up the living room wall toward the very high ceiling. Up, up, up. Definitely moving in the right direction.
“So here’s the deal. I’m leaving now and I’ll be home around 3:30. You have free reign of the place until then. But then you must disappear. As long as you make yourself scarce by then, the Raid stays in the cabinet. Do I make myself clear?”
He has disappeared. He has spoken.
Aligned
Had some glorious bodywork done today. It’s called Ohashiatsu and the brochure says it’s sometimes called “acupuncture without needles.” My practitioner was wonderful — she made me feel very much at ease.
You basically lie on a futon fully clothed and she uses compression, stretching and leaning to release tension and address any specific concerns you have.
It was an hour of profoundly deep relaxation.
Weekend
Haven’t blogged for a few days. I’m in withdrawal.
The weekend in capsule:
– “Did” the city with my sister and a friend on Saturday. Particularly enjoyed trying on a pair of Cole Haan black pumps with the special Nike air elements for comfort. They’re on my radar now. A good dinner ended a pleasant day despite the iffy weather.
– Went to a graduation yesterday for a dear cousin who earned his MBA. A celebratory lunch followed. It was a chance to honor someone who has done much for many.
– Ended the weekend with The Sopranos. It was flat out fantastic. David Chase captured exactly the dynamic in the Italian-American community when it comes to depression and mental illness. A mix of ignorance, blaming, anger, knee-jerk expletives, and tears. Spot on.
A satisfying weekend.
Bitten
Saw Sara Jessica Parker on Oprah and she’s got a line of clothing coming out in June. Every item is under $20. It will be one heckuva madhouse at Steve & Barry’s, where her clothes will be sold.
Her message is admirable. Affordable fashion that looks and feels good and is well-made.
Bring it.
