Serenity… an expedition

My thoughts are not connected enough to write a real post, so here are just some things come to mind.
Some of my books – for the writing of the book – are in at the library so I have that to look forward to, over the next few days. I ordered a couple of books [...]

So, my book is set in the Antebellum South – Tennessee and Louisiana, particularly, and deals with slavery and other things going on – and, of course, I know little or nothing (beyond the basics) about any of it. Thus, the lots and lots of research before I even begin.
It’s amazing how many questions you [...]

I mentioned today, on a thread at feministe (which I won’t link – because I don’t particularly want the trackback and this is not really related to post, but it was called “Labels”) …
Anyway, I mentioned that I was currently “ist”less – not feminist, not womanist, and not this or that ist, except for maybe [...]

Because, after we left the house we lived in for my first 7 years, my mom went through a period of trying to move us into places I simply couldn’t go. I, being the brown one in our visually “white” little black family.
My mom would go to rent an apartment, sometimes taking my older brother [...]

Which is also undone, for that matter.
Looking around my house this afternoon I noticed that my fridge is freshly cleaned but my kitchen is a mess; all the laundry is washed and dried, but not put away; my mom is all washed and in bed, but her bathroom is only partly cleaned; cat is fed, [...]

As I mentioned in a previous post, I want to I am going to write a book and, today being the first day it’s been only me and my mom in the house, I decided to get started right away because scenes are writing themselves in my head. And that’s what I sat down to [...]

I know, it looks like that, freed from last month’s “write something daily” promise, that I am now taking the opportunity to write nothing at all. But that’s not really the case! In fact, I missed sitting down at the keyboard and whining about having to write something. But, I couldn’t (well, not really).
It’s like [...]