It had long since come to my attention that people of accomplishment rarely sat back and let things happen to them. They went out and happened to things.
I would love to be a doggie who “happened to things.” But unfortunately, most of the time, things happen to me. I blame this on my leash. One of Mom’s friends pointed out that in every single picture of me – there’s the leash. How can I make things happen when I’m tethered to Mom all the time?
Posed in front of the flowers.
Plopped on a bench.
Placed on a chair.
Pulled from a street nap.
Propped on a rock.
Plunked on an examining table.
This is an issue in some of Mom’s stories, too. Her characters are sometimes called “slight” because they aren’t doing enough. Things are happening to them, instead of them happening to things like Leonardo said. Mom has to look for this slightness every single time she works on a story. When she spots it, she has to fix it up to make the story more meaty and less slight.
Mom says, “It’s easy enough to spot this problem.”
and “It’s tougher to fix it.”
and “Do NOT dig a hole in that garden!”