By Wendy Mnookin
I know how I should be writing: each day, day after day, so the words accumulate at a steady pace, so my writing mind gets into a groove. For years at a stretch, when my kids were little, I wrote every morning from the moment they went off to school till the minute they walked back in the door. No errands. No lunch with friends. That's what I needed to do to get the writing done, and I did it.
September 21, 2012 | Wendy Mnookin
Summer. With time to read. And time to write. What a relief after the busy-ness of the school year, when I'm trying to balance teaching with my own reading and writing. I had high hopes for this summer. I planned to spend uninterrupted hours reading the poetry books and journals that were piling up by my bed. And then I planned to write.
Did I do that? I did not. My husband had an extended vacation--the first he's had in our 42 years of marriage--and we were lucky enough to be able to travel