Wednesday, August 4, 2010
That's About Right
Want to tell you all about Iowa. Want to tell you about the eleven other students in Hope Edelman's memoir writing class, each one unique and amazing with a story to tell!
Want to tell you all about the Summer Writing Festival in Iowa City and how wonderful and intimidating it is to be with "real" writers for a week.
Want to tell you all about Mary and how she's led me from Portland almost back to Portland (in my last airport now). How every time my faith wavered, she sent me a sign. A clock that read 11:11 as I passed the 111 more miles to go sign to Chicago. The truck that I followed when I thought I was lost that said, "Cleaners for the Lord." How I was listening to Meg Hutchinson and as I crossed the Mississippi River in my rented yellow economy car, she blared out, "America." How the clerk at the hotel that greeted my weary body at the end of a very long day was named Mary. That kind of thing.
Want to tell you all about time with my cousins, their children, cousins that aren't cousins but are.
Want to tell you about what's on my STM Miss List and how excited I am to get home to him and the kids tonight.
Want to tell you how much I missed Flicka. My friends. My house. My neighborhood. My life.
Want to tell you how grateful I am for the opportunity to travel.
And to come home.
But for now my brain is ENJXQE. The word I made up in Banagrams to end my turn and move on.
As we all must do.
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