fifty

I just realized that it's no surprise whatsoever I've spent the entire year working and reworking the first 50 of Sleeping. Because I'm re-visioning my real first 50 in preparation for the next. Hitting the big five oh in August. HA, joke's on me.

must be doin' something right

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I'm sitting in a cafe working assiduously on a passage about the birth of a child in the WIP, and meanwhile the guy three tables down is talking about the very thing I'm writing about-- a baby born with a cleft palate. Even giving me the details I can use, that the baby is having trouble breathing because of his tongue getting in the way. WEIRD and REALLY WEIRD. talk about synchronicity. This is a good sign. In touch with the vibes.

ya(h)

My daughter Sophie said this the other day:
"Mom, when I was younger, I always used to think that the letters YA on the books on the shelf were the name of the author, and that there were an awful lot of books by that author. I just realized it means 'young author'"

That author YA.

And I don't want to sound like some kind of God freak, but it just so happens that it sounded like she was saying "that author Yah," because Yah means God in Hebrew. Incredible, no? God the prolific author. Enough to turn you into a believer. Not that I don't believe in God at all. I just have questions.