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Five Word Friday

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Looking over her stories, Mom is noticing she has three different kinds – some that aren’t ready yet, some that are old and worn out, and some that are just about right. Today’s five words are about growing and changing. It’s good for characters, good for stories, good for authors, good for butterflies, …and good for me.

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1. Unripe – New stories need time to ripen up.

Ugh! Green and underdone.

Ugh! Green and underdone.

Whenever Mom finishes a story she tucks it away and doesn’t look at it or think about it for a few weeks. It sits in the computer until it gets ripe.

2. Learning – When Mom first adopted me, I apparently did not know how to conduct myself. She had to teach me A LOT of things. Plus she took me to obedience school so she could learn how to make me learn. Wait. What?

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3. Overripe – Some of Mom’s stories have been around for years and years. And YEARS. She has revised them and revised them and edited them and overhauled them and submitted them and revamped them. She’s done everything but run them over with her car.

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She hasn’t totally ruled that out because they’re going nowhere.

I think this one has been run over by a car...

I think this one has been run over by a car…

4. Waiting – Writers do a LOT of waiting. So do I. I wait for Mom to share her breakfast,

Did somebody say pancake?

Did somebody say pancake?

wait for her to come home, wait for her to go walking with me, wait for her to take me in the car, and wait for my dinner.

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5. Just Right – Like the porridge, the chairs, and the beds in Goldilocks and the Three Bears, some of Mom’s stories are just right. They’re not too old and not too new. They’re not too long and not too short. They’re not too blah and not too way out there.

Perfect!

Perfect! May I eat it??

Countdown Wednesday

She finally did it! Mom brought me with her to a school visit. Well… It wasn’t actually a school visit where she had to talk to kids about being an author. She already talked to these kids a few weeks ago. On Monday, we were just picking something up and dropping something off for the kids.

We are counting down about our awesome school visit.

What Mom loved…

3. The teacher used to be Mom’s student a long time ago. Now she is a super-teacher.

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That’s her. She’s the first one on the left in the pink jumper –  right next to Young-Mom.

2. The kids made a cute card for us to take home.

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1. I was a good girl.

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What I loved…

3. Everyone fussed and fussed over me.

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2. Through the window, I spotted a playground with swings and slides.

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1. Lots of kids gave me treats.

Over here, kids! Mom brought my treat pouch!

Over here, kids! Mom brought my treat pouch!

27B. I wore my sailor dress.

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67. I ALMOST got to play in the playground. Then I got afraid. So Mom said the word, “Forget it.”

*gulp*

*gulp*

52. I relaxed in the back seat all the way home.

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6. I didn’t take a street nap, but Mom let me rest for a few minutes in the parking lot.

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I’m worn out from all that love. Plus my belly is full of treats.

21W. School visits are the BEST!

Inspirational Quote of the Week

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Mom does writing just about every day – but only for one hour. After one hour, her brain is fried, so she spends the rest of the day dreaming, talking, and wishing about writing. Also, she does mind-writing, watching and listening for ideas, reading picture books, and generally living her life.

On certain days she sends a story to Rate Your Story,

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reads books and drinks coffee at Barnes and Noble,

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and sometimes she submits stories to agents or publishers.

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There are some things I do just about every day, too. I watch Mom watch TV,

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This is fascinating…

 

snoopervise the hanging plants out front,

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take a walk – or a hike,

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and get my teeth brushed.

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Also, I do street napping,

or grass napping....

or grass napping….

therapy dog work at the library

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and VA,

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and go to the park.

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On certain days, I celebrate,

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dress up,

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and sometimes, I get hiccups.

Two Sides

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My face is two different colors. Three actually, but down by my nose there’s a brown side and a white side.

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They’re as different as different can be, right down to the whiskers. White on the white side…

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…and black on the brown side.

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Mom’s writing has two different sides lately, too. Poetry and prose. She worked and worked on a story and kept getting stuck. She worked on other things, came back to the story, and got stuck again. And again.

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Today, she decided to take that stuck story idea and make it into a poem. As different as can be, but she’s not stuck anymore.

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Let’s go!

Sometimes in hiking, there’s a special mark saying that the path splits.

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We’re careful to choose the right path. Usually it’s pretty easy to tell.

No...

No…

Yes...

Clear sailing…

For Mom, the correct path seems to be the poem for now. Clear sailing.

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Starting Out

Spring is finally starting out around here. And by finally, I mean FINALLY!!

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Grass seeds are planted.

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Flowerpots are hung.

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Blossoms are popping out.

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And it suddenly got so warm out that I had to take a street nap under a truck.

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Every couple of weeks, Mom starts out writing a new story. The start is important. It has to grab, grip, introduce a character, present a problem…

problems-3…state a situation, prepare, pop, draw in, jump out, and kick off – all in a few sentences.

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Without a solid start, the story would be like a room without a floor. And what good is a room without a floor?

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Where would I nap? Where would my squirrels land? Where would my bed rest? Where would the peanut butter-bacon cookie crumbs wait for me to find them?

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Back off the treats, squirrel!

Back off the treats, squirrel!

Mom says, “A good opening makes the rest of the story easier to write.” and “I have to start strong.” and “Don’t lick the floor!”

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Going and Staying

Mom has been going out a lot lately. And I have been staying home a lot.

....bye...

….bye…

Last week, she visited her old school for Career Day.

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She talked to thirty 2nd graders about being an author. They liked when she said she went to work in her pajamas.

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They laughed when she said she wishes she could tear up each rejection letter, jump up and down on it, run to her room, and slam the door. They said, “Eeeewwww” when she told them ideas are everywhere, and if they see a dead squirrel squished in the street, they can write a story about it.

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Wait. What?

A bunch of the kids said they like to write stories and may want to be authors when they grow up.

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This week, Mom visited a 5th grade class in a different school to talk about being an author.

...bye... SERIOUSLY??

Again? SERIOUSLY??

She told them about the pajamas and the rejections and the squished-squirrel stories.

 

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Mom also told them how their teacher used to be her student and how she brought a praying mantis egg case to class and how it HATCHED in their classroom and how hundreds of mantis babies overran the library corner and how Mom had nightmares for weeks.

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Mom wrote a story about the classroom egg case and it was published in Humpty Dumpty Magazine. I guess that’s worth a few nightmares.

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I did not go to either one of the school visits, but I did have a few nightmares of my own.

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They are named the LawnGuys, the Mailman, the FedExDude, and OutsideCats. I had some good dreams, too…

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Five Word Friday

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Today’s five words are about reading. Writers do reading all the time – out loud, in their heads, on the Kindle, at the library, on the iPad…. ALL the time.

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Dogs do not.

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Push me!

 1. Picture Books – Mom reads 200 picture books a year. There’s usually a pile of library picture books on the piano bench at home and a pile of bookstore picture books on Mom’s table at Barnes and Noble.

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2. Goodreads – Mom keeps track of the books she reads on her Goodreads Challenge.

2015 goodreads3. Drooling – Drooling on the books is “not cool.” But how can I help it? They smell delicious! …Like kids’ hands. And dirt. And gum.

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4. Writer’s Eye – When Mom reads, she tries to do it with a writer’s eye. She pays attention to what works, how it works, and why it works. She also notices what stinks, what’s boring, what’s dumb, what’s a waste of time, and what makes no sense. She hopes it’ll help her be a better writer.

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5. Studying – Yesterday, I studied some reading, which said the word, “No Barking.”

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I was exhausted from reading so hard, so I parked myself on the street for a quick nap. Mom said, “I guess you just can’t read. Can you?”

Well, I'm not barking. Am I?

Of course I can read – I’m not barking. Am I?

 

 

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