There were broken dishes…

I saw this meme on a fellow bloggers blog. Grab the closest book. Go to page 123, and copy the fifth sentence. And the following three.

From Linda Hogan’s The Woman Who Watches Over the World (my new favorite book):

There were broken dishes I remembered, lying on the ground alongside other discarded, burned, or otherwise broken goods. An instant iced tea jar still contained brown crystals of tea. I picked up a chip from one of the dishes and put it in my pocket along with the plant fossils from the “tankque,” our name for the man-made waterhole. I carried away mementos not only for the memory and connection, but as if these things would prove my life, my tribe, my worth.

And so I ask, what do you carry to prove your life, your tribe, your worth?

too much to do. too overwhelmed.

Why does everything happen at once??

I’m so overwhelmed right now, I must take a blog break…

So, I’ve got the Taos Writers Conference coming up. I’m signed up for a master class with Greg Martin (am I crazy? don’t answer that) I SHOULD have a “whole draft” of my memoir, “Reconstructing My Mother.” What I have is a messy 170 some pages. If I force a square memoir into a round peg does that make it whole?
Deadline Friday, May 18.

If that weren’t enough I’ve decided this is the year of WHY NOT ME? What that means is that I have to do the things I think about doing… like apply for two merit based scholarships for the Taos Writer Conference… because, why not me? I mean if I don’t apply, I certainly will not get a scholarship, right? The first scholarship, sponsored by A Room Of Her Own Foundation, due May 1. Done. The second, the Leo Love Merit Scholarship, due May 15. Sending tomorrow.

The Public Radio Talent Quest
And then there’s the Public Radio Talent Quest. I had to enter that! And maybe I flubbed it, didn’t tell enough about myself… didn’t describe the piece well enough on my entry, Creativity is, but I did it. All in the name of Why Not Me? Well I have a 10 in 1300 chance of making to the next round. Maybe a little better because honestly I think my entry was better than some. If you feel compelled, please do go vote for me (note, you’ll have to register, but my entry is only 2 minutes long.). One of the 10 spots will be determined by votes.

So now I’m down to the thing that I should have been focusing on all along, putting together my “whole draft.” And instead, I blog! Is this some form of self-sabotage? am I afraid to write? to succeed? or am I just crazy? don’t answer that.

PS: shit. I inadvertently posted this post onto the Taos Writers Conference blog that I have been invited to participate on. thank god I caught it in time and deleted it. Totally inappropriate to self-promote over there! whew.

PS #2. I also want to submit a story for the Common Ties Story blog. Deadline on open themes May 15.