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    Bridge Ladies When I set out to learn about my mother's bridge club, the Jewish octogenarians behind the matching outfits and accessories, I never expected to fall in love with them. This is the story of the ladies, their game, their gen, and the ragged path that led me back to my mother.
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And the Painted Ponies Go Up and Down

Today I wrote for two hours while my car was getting serviced, jacked up on decaf, avoiding a woman who wanted to engage. The more I wrote the more I became convinced that my project wasn’t sustainable. I’ve been at this rodeo before and I know that how I feel about my work is a reflection of how I feel about myself and not the work itself. Though of course the work may suck. Today is Day 29 and you know who you are and what it takes. Tomorrow let’s take the day off and we’ll have our final day, Day 30 on Friday. For now I just want to say that I’m so grateful to all of you. Thank you for being here.

Happy thanksgiving! Loyalty to the family is tyranny to the self!!

13 Responses

  1. Happy Thanksgiving!

  2. Happy Thanksgiving to you Betsy, and to all of you who made this a great experience! I’ve thoroughly enjoyed this!

    I only got my 30 in today, but I baked pies and rolls and a cheesecake among other things and I couldn’t have squeezed in another minute.

    Thanks for the day off tomorrow, I will put it to good use! (I’ll probably write 30 minutes anyway just because)

    Y’all have a great day tomorrow filled with love and laughter, good food and good friends.

    See you Friday…c

  3. I’m cooking, I’m serving and even after the tryptophan kicks in I’m doing my thirty. I’m really good at eating pie and typing.

    Hey boys and girls, enjoy the parade and eating the bird !!!

  4. That’s exactly what I needed to hear. Thank you!

  5. Thank you right back atchya, Betsy, and to all the rest of youse scribblin souls, too.

  6. Since I last checked in, I have baked 4 pies and made six casseroles. This does not count the fact we will have mashed potatoes, gravy, a “plain” vegetable, and rolls. Can this count as words/goals?

    Yet, in spite of all that, I did find time to shuffle through the most recent pages, mincing and dicing words like I did the celery and onions. And yes, the damn thing made me cry, because in its totality, I see it as rather . . . pedestrian.

    Happy Thanksgiving to you, Betsy, and all! 🦃

  7. Happy Thanksgiving, dirties. Enjoy today’s tyranny for tomorrow we face the pages alone.


  8. I’ve already done my 30 today. So Merry Thanksgiving and Happy Christmas to you Betsy.

  9. Did you know you can make whipped cream ahead of time? Use creme fraiche to “stabilize” it and then refrigerate. Means you don’t have to run a loud mixer at the last minute. So that’s my metaphor for the writing life.

  10. So today is Thanksgiving! The turkey is in the oven, my son, who drove in this morning is napping in his room, The hubbs is napping in his chair, and I have a good two hours to write! Woo hoo! Happy writing day to you all!

  11. Thankful for the past month and the reintroduction to the joy of pen and paper.

  12. Very early post-Thanksgiving (ie. Friday) morning. Grandchildren asleep. Son & daughter-in-law asleep. Dog asleep. Thank god for leftover coffee to heat up so I won’t wake them by grinding beans! Because …. I really want to do my 30 right this very second. I mean, I MUST do my 30, not that I want to. It remains hard to write and will always be thus. So far, I’ve done 2 sentences. LOL.

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