“If at first you don’t succeed, try, try again. Then quit. No use being a damn fool about it.”
Sometimes it’s good to follow W.C.’s advice. Mom has been trying to teach me to play Tic-Tac-Toe, and it hasn’t been going well.
She tried it with Cheerios on the board,
no Cheerios in the board,
and treats on the board.
Every attempt ends with her calling me knucklehead, naughty, clueless, silly, and thickheaded.
So yes, we are about ready to quit. We may still play for fun, but Mom knows that like Fetch, I will never learn this game.
Mom has not yet succeeded in selling Book #2 or eBook #2. Nevertheless, she will NOT follow W.C.’s advice. She doesn’t write every day like she used to. Apparently, quarantine is too busy to fit in a writing hour on a regular basis.
But she still works on stories and poems. She writes them, reads them when her critique partners write them, revises them, and once in a while she submits them. Apparently, when you’re a writer, that’s what you do.
In Mom’s latest story, she is using facts about an insect. Facts! That is new in her writing life. Truth be told, facts are new in her real life, too. She makes things up a lot. But she is suddenly doing research and taking notes.
How long will this last? Will this story ever be finished? Will it ever get past 18 words? I can’t picture it, but we’ll see, I guess.
Blerg. It’s like she’s trying to learn Tic-Tac-Toe or something….