I woke up this morning with blogging on my to-do list. Also on my to-do list? About a thousand other things, including but not limited to, walking the dog, finishing every thread of laundry in the house and packing us for a week long trip for Michigan before Scott gets home at 5pm. But writing comes first, I tell myself. Writing is my lifeline, I tell myself. And yet. Why is it that on a morning like this one when so many other things stretch my attention thin, I feel like wr

It’s hard to write in the summer, or at least I find it to be so. One might think that my job as a teacher would allow for prolific writing opportunities in the summer, and it might, except for the fact that I also have children with complete inabilities to sleep in during the summer (despite their resistance to waking during the school year. Go figure.) If you follow my blog, you know that this summer has also been particularly challenging in terms of my health. (If not, you