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Cefalù is a really nice sicilian city.
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Jm. Tuesday, 10:10
Inside the Cefalù church (build by the normands in the XI century)
Jo. Tuesday, 10:10
As usual, I am having an adult ADD morning in which I wander around the house, doing strange things halfway and abandoning them, and writing for a while, and then wandering around the internet. At this moment I'm trying to decide what story should go next in my Neighborhood Stories. Can I leave Mrs. Hodges in first person? I really do like her that way, but then, what of Carol's stories, which I have converted to third person! The hell! I have no idea what impact this would have on the narrative. Perhaps I should simply bite the bullet and rewrite Mrs. Hodges in third person as well. Always something else to do. Ack. But then again, what's the rush? Why am I in a hurry? Because someday I want to finish something, that's why. Gah. Here's what is on my screen.
I’m lying on my back in my bed, in mid-afternoon, watching the sunlight move across the wall. I’m waiting for it to hit the dresser with an interest that has almost turned into a longing. It’s become a fascination, this trivial thing, waiting for the light to move, or rather for the earth to move the light, until it hits my dresser, in my room, where I lie waiting for a nap to overcome me.
Tuesday. Impossible Jane. 10:10
At 10:10 I was trying really hard not to scream at the computer as the internet is running slower than molasses in January. I was giving a shameless plug for my artist friend at Biting My Tongue. He recently finished the art work for this soon to be comic book...and I got to pose for it! I'm the one holding the knife!
Jm. Monday, 10:10
Sea is nice (like pasta and sun in Sicily)
Jm. Sunday, 10:10
Fell much more better!
Jo. Sunday, 10:10
At 10:10, I finished my ponytails and put the finishing touches on the glasses wiping. It suddenly occurred to me how this little bathroom could look SO much better, by ripping down the fixtures on the walls (this mirror, yuck, and the cabinet which is too high to put anything away.) I have a plan! It's not even that difficult! But I won't do it until I get back from the Writer's Retreat. A woman only has so much bandwidth.
Jm. Saturday, 10:10
Leaving Paris for Sicily. I really need vacations, i feel tired...
Grace. Saturday, 10:10.
The real draw in attending my blogger brunch next Sunday? Voila, the hubba, hubba Hubs.
The man is 56 years old, Internet! Stand back, you 30 year old punks.
Observe the cleaning implements - he does housework! Stand back, you lazyass husbands.
The downside? He's way cuter than me. Way.
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