I haven't really been able to work on writing projects lately. I want to, but I just haven't been able to. Like there's this deafening silence happening in my creative corridors and all of the doors are slamming shut whenever I try to get inside. I don't know what to do, so I edit instead when those times come. But even editing is unfulfilling right now. I have a lot on my mind, as one of my characters is always saying.
In the time since my last blog post, I've been:
Trying to keep a 1-year-old out of every cupboard, away from all things dangerous, and keep pretty much every small-sized thing out of her mouth.
Listening to the 8-year-old read. It's tedious and slow and so frustrating for her, but she's making progress and that makes me happy.
Folding laundry. I mean, literally. I could do it all day and it wouldn't be done. Ever.
Reading. I finished the novel The Thirteenth Tale, and I've been working through AW Towzer's The Pursuit of God with my small group. Also read a stupid cowboy romance novel which will go unnamed because it wasn't that good. And my current favorite by my favorite pastor and theologian Timothy Keller, The Prodigal God. I do recommend all of these and if I get five seconds to myself some time I'll try to write out some reviews. Don't hold your breath.
Homeschooling. We're in a co-op with a classical model and it takes a lot of time to memorize and work through parts of it. I love having the direction and structure. Some of my children like it better than others.
Going to appointments with kids. Mostly with my second. Last week we found out that she's going to need yet another surgery for her third degree burns. Yay.
Worrying about my church (and praying for). I've been going there for almost twenty years now and things are changing. I personally like the change and I think it's good, but not everyone does so it's making a lot of unrest. So being the middle child peacemaker that I am, I'm carrying some burdens I probably don't need to. But that's OK.
Trying to think about Jesus more. I'm seeing how important that is these days.
And now that's all I have time to write. Husband's done with his activities.
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