Getting into the Groove & How I'm Not a Criminal

Okay. Getting back in the groove is difficult, but I am here!

Tomorrow (or Today...since most of you are probably reading this on Thursday), I am hopping a train to NYC to talk playwriting with a playwright at a NY college. As far as I know, it is just an opportunity to talk about plays, about plans, about making writing a wonderfully fulfilling part of my life. It feels a bit weird to do this after 2+ weeks of...not writing anything creative. Yup, my morning ritual dwindled. My writing stopped, my poem reading stopped...and it hasn't started up again.

This is scary to me. I know it will just take time to get back into a rhythm, which is hard right now as I look for jobs and such, but it will happen. Tomorrow I will put my writer hat back on and that is half the battle. I wonder, often, if this will get easier with time. Will it? (Say yes)

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"We are seeing it. We are seeing the fabric of this country fall apart, and it's falling apart because of single moms."

Rick Santorum said that in 1994. Mother Jones unearthed it (and more) and it has been making the rounds. Granted, 1994 wasn't yesterday, and so I don't find myself going completely crazy when reading this...but...as a daughter to a single mother (yes, my father was very involved in my growing up, but since my parents were never married and since I've always lived with my mother, I am technically the daughter of a single mother), I find this absolutely insulting. Especially when he is also quoted as saying, "What we have is moms raising children in single-parent households simply breeding more criminals..."

Um. I'm not a criminal. And I am not destroying the fabric of this country unless becoming a writing, yoga teacher and health coach is causing the fraying of this country's fabric.