There just isn’t time.
But every day, I have thoughts, ideas, useless blips of things I want to share.Â And someday… someday I’ll get to all of them.
I wish I had time to tell you about being home– about taking the boys out to the nursery last night to buy plants for my mom’s garden, and watching Mose wander around collecting rocks and fallen blossoms.
I wish I had time to tell you about seeing my amazing sister, and about how excited I am to see the next chapter of her life unfold.
I wish I had time to share all the goings-on of my fellow class member in 2k8.
And I wish I had time to share my thoughts on genre.Â I’ve been pretty consumed with how my book makes me feel like a total poser.Â I’m not a fantasy author at all, but my book seems to be getting classified as fantasy.Â And there’s this whole world out there, of conventions and conferences and terms and points of reference I don’t know… and I wish I could participate in all of that… but I feel like a poser.
I don’t want to be the kid who carries a skateboard around, but can’t ollie.
Which is just another topic I don’t have time to blog about…