Thursday, November 06, 2008

Despite the awesomeness that is my new novel (working title: Ingrid and Gus: The Tale of a Pregnant Knockout Adolescent and How She Became Addicted to Heirloom Tomatoes), it is damn hard to write.

Because mostly what I want to do when Annaliese has taken 30 minutes of screaming, backrubbing, and rocking before she literally pitches forth onto her blanket with exhaustion is 

1. A big glass of SOMETHING 
2. Eat something savory and good, like a cheese omelet
3. take a nap myself

You'd think by ten months the child would have learned that SLEEP IS GOOD. 

1 comment:

Big D said...

I didn't learn that SLEEP IS GOOD until I was 19.

I'm sure that encourages you...