make time for tea time
This is how I rewarded myself on this cool, gray afternoon for two hours spent writing. It may not sound like a lot but I didn’t check my email once and I only got up a few times, to refresh a water glass or answer the phone [I only answer when I can just tell by telepathy that it's my parents calling].
So, the writing. It is going slowly, and well. I think it’s like running – every day, your endurance for the quietness and concentration gets better. So last week had a lot of interruptions but a good solid six to eight hours over the course of the week. This week has started out better, and I’m proud of that. Because this is scary, you guys. Two months or so where my only obligation is to keep up my freelancing gigs and write, write, write? After this, I’ll have to find part-time work and I accept and rejoice in that, but once I’ve made the decision to take this break as a godsend and write, well, damnit, that means I have to write like I’ve never written before and pray that the learning I’m doing will only benefit me along the way.
So today, I wrote and then gave myself a cup of tea and three cookies as a reward. I was also going to meet friends in Brooklyn for a Manu Chao concert but the skies, they are threatening and heavy with rain.
Which means I should move my caboose and get to the grocery store – why ruin the quiet satisfaction of a day well spent by ordering takeout? No, no – it’s tacos [recipe being swiped from Deb] and guacamole for us. Now if I just had confidence that I could pick out avocados to save my life. Oh, well, one life lesson at a time.
Today’s life lesson: tea is better with cookies.

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