Most people I know really like rainy days. While I wish I were one of them, a rainy day just makes feel feel anxious and cooped up. Sad huh. Rather than raking our newly plowed garden areas as I had planned today, I sat around the house looking out the window all day long hoping the steady precip would let up.
I did manage to finish reading a book that is due back to the library this week. I have renewed it once already and thanks to this rainy day I can return it for someone else to read. It is titled No Plot, No Problem and is a challenge to aspiring writers to stop waiting for the perfect time or inspiration to write a first novel and just do it. The book invites literary procrastinators everywhere to commit to writing a 50,000 word novel in the time of ONE month. It does not have to be pretty, it just has to get out of your head, through your finger tips and onto a document. No real prep, no editing and no excuses.
Hmmm…April starts in a few days. Book writing or gardening? Is there a way to juggle both for thirty days in addition to a job and a family? I had decided to eliminate unneeded stress in my life. Would this be bad stress that takes a toll or good stress that leads to breakthroughs and adaptations? Is this just another way to avoid getting that dreaded nine-to-five job that I am oh so good at eluding. Crystal ball, I need you.
Jumping to another topic, I love swiss chard. We have some swiss chard seeds started in our greenhouse; however, they seem a little spindly and Martha is worried that they will not grow as they should. This whole gardening thing being new to me, I think they look great. But apparently there is concern when seedlings grow too tall before their second set of leaves, their real leaves, appear. I am hopeful that they will thrive. Time will tell.
Swiss chard: growing, chopped, sauteed.
Let me know you thoughts on saving spindly seedlings, growing swiss chard or cooking swiss chard.
Or if you want to join me should I decide to write my first novel during the month of April.
Written by Jennifer Laughter Google