The Japanese beetles are slowly creeping into the garden, but much slower than last year. Im keeping my fingers crossed that the plague won't arrive.
Waiting to hear from my editor about the second draft of my essay for Creative Non Fiction . It's my first experience with writing something out of nothing for publication. When I got the corrections ( "multo") and critique from her it was a blow to my ego, but time and reflection helped me get past and improve. Now I know her pattern, and not hearing from her for a week does not mean that I wrote the worst essay ever- it just means she has other things going on besides my essay. As my daughter Tricia always tells me- mom its not about you.
Loved the quote from UCLA Writers website- essay means to try in french.