So Carolee and I are making these Confession Tuesdays a "thing." If you're interested in confessing whatever it is you feel like confessing, let us know. Go to Carolee's blog and leave us a note. The purpose is to spark the creative process, or, in my case, unclutter the mind. If you decide to revisit your confessions for a poem or an essay, let us know.
Blah Blah Blah … here we go:
- The snow day on Monday gave me a chance to catch up on some outstanding pobiz stuff I've been working on. Things I didn't have to think about when writing the book: cover art, back-cover blurbs, book readings. It's all very fun and very scary. Be careful what you wish for.
- Anyone keeping up with politics? On the Dems side, I'm a little sick of the race discussion. Hillary's comments were taken out of context. I'm even more tired of the media keeping the discussion alive. The candidates want to debate the issues, so let them have at it. Tonight's debate on MSNBC should be issues-based with Tim Russert around. As for the Republicans, I don't think we'll have a clear frontrunner until after "Super Duper Tuesday" on February 5.
- I love politics. I think it can be one of the noblest professions to undertake. Wish it was my calling, but alas, I am a poet. That's my calling.
- My other calling is to motherhood. My kids are goofy. That's not really a confession—just a fact.
- Anyone who says that it doesn't take a village to raise a child obviously does not have kids. We've been looking for a home-based day care provider for Alex and Ella for weeks. This process takes time. I get it—we just can't leave them with anyone. I hope we find a solution soon because the process is draining and disruptive to our work schedules.
- I just had an "everything" bagel, and even after brushing I have a terrible onion/garlic breath. Sorry coworkers.