Barbara J. Hamby

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Draggin’ Around

Today was a low energy day. I wanted to just sit with a book in my hand. But I felt I couldn’t do that, in case we have people who want to look at the house this weekend, after the first ad appears in the paper. I actually got quite a bit done considering that I was dragging. I won’t bore you with the details, but I did some housekeeping, some editing and miscellaneous chores.

I will feel much more comfortable having strangers walk through here now that it’s not possible to write anything in the dust.

When we sell this and move into an apartment, there will be more days with free time. After we finish the move and the unpacking, that is.

The editing I did today was on memoir stories. When I read the two short essays that summarize my first marriage to my critique group, I remarked that the only thing harder than living through that marriage was writing about the experience. Several people mentioned that I should add that statement to the story, so I guess I will.

All three of my former spouses have predeceased me, so I can write about them with a fair amount of freedom. However, I don’t intend to bore readers with all the gory details. I may publish them in print-on-demand format, and see if a few copies might sell. During the writing phase of the process, I’ll probably change my mind about that more than once.