I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence
And so the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware of what they're goin' through

Sunday, July 5, 2009

Long weekend

A long weekend spent doing a whole bunch of things, none of which was writing. This week will also be a test for writing fiction; we have a committee meeting where I'm standing in as chairman, lots of work for the day job that needs accomplished, and next weekend is our neighborhood garage sale, which we spent some of today getting ready for.

Plus making arrangements for VP. While at my Mom's for the fourth my wife and sister-in-law hatched a scheme that since I would be spending on the room anyway, that they would take a holiday and vacation on the island. I've been looking at various transportation methods over to Martha's Vineyard. I looked to see if I could get a car slot on the ferries, but their websites didn't return that any where available. Fortunately there's a car rental place at one of the docks island-side.

So, a long weekend taken a breather. Jump back into it tomorrow. Hope you all had a great weekend.

4 comments:

Rick said...

A weekend without writing??? What kind of holiday is that? Get back to work! :)

Steve Buchheit said...

Well, it was a few long days away from the keyboard. There wasn't one handy. And then I had to sleep in and do chores.

Sheila, who is not lurking today, said...

You've been accepted to Viable Paradise? Congratulations!

Martha's Vineyard will be fab in October. It's not high tourist season and so the non-writers will be able to see a lot without having to deal with the crowds.

Steve Buchheit said...

Sheila, thanks. Yeah it should be a great time, from inside the hotel room. Actually, they do have some unstructured time, and I'm thinking about at least one extra day of being there.