A New Day

Posted November 9th, 2006 by JennyWren

Well, that didn’t work. So much for stream of consciousness. I guess my laziness outweighs my fear of sounding like an idiot.

Instead of working on the piece about the chair, I found myself writing about a beat-up, uneven dance floor in a seedy part of Buenos Aires, tango music cutting through the haze of cigarette smoke, that kind of thing. The trouble is, I know nothing about any of these things…can’t dance, have never been to Buenos Aires; it was almost completely inspired by someone else's travel adventures. Doesn’t that constitute plagiarism? Ack!

I will try something again later, during human hours. So glad this blog is here to document my insanity. LOL

*Time passes…*

Okay, here’s something that popped up. Since the number one “rules” for starting out seem to be 1) don’t write in first person, and 2) Don’t write in present tense, I thought I’d go ahead and show what a rebel I am. Not. Anyway, here it is, with standard disclaimers about insanity, sleep deprivation, etc.:

My daughter is here, asleep under her fleece blanket. Three years old and still able to sleep anywhere, she’s perfectly comfortable with taking up most of my spot on the couch. She came in here while I was writing, and curled up against my back.

She has her arm around a Curious George book; at one point she woke up and demanded that I read it to her. Her eyes were still drooping, and I promised to read it when it was “wake-up time”, stroking her hair until she fell back asleep.

She looks so delicate, so perfect. People say she reminds them of a porcelain doll, rosebud mouth and all. Her face is calm and smooth, too young for worries. One hand is curled, but relaxed, near her cheek. Occasionally her fingers twitch or her eyes seem to dart under their lids; is she dreaming?

I’m done working, but I decide not to move her, pulling the blanket up to her shoulder, and sneaking in a quick kiss of her hair before going back to bed.

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Yes, I know those aren’t real paragraphs! :)