Yesterday I just wanted to be in the kitchen, thinking of interesting things to do with apples — I made multi-grain apple muffins, we finished the apple butter, another batch of apple sauce — but didn’t get to the cider, yet, or the apple ‘cheese.’
We were out for much of the day, though, first on a walk around the neighborhood, then to the San Rafael-Civic Center farmer’s market, then to Oakland Pride then to ikea and dinner at foster’s freeze (oh yes) — with the ice cream first.
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Here’s something I’m thinking about today: What happens when your writing’s in a rut? In my experience/opinion, it’s helpful to do something entirely different, either on or off the page — go someplace you’ve never been in your town, take the bus or ride a bike to work if you always drive, spend some time at the museum, go to the library, notice who’s around, or walk into a random aisle, close your eyes and pull down a book: what you grab might spark some interesting writing!