Friday Night Blues


I’ve got that restless thing going on again, when God feels far away but I know He’s not the one who moved.  Not sure how to get back but know from past experience that He’ll come looking for me, which for some may be terrifying but for me it’s comforting.

Still working on the chapbook.  I asked my sister to draw a picture to go with my poem “If Shakespeare Were Amish” and hopefully she’ll have it done by Sunday when we get together for a family thing.  I’m frustrated with trying to record another poem which needs to be sent out by Monday.  Seems when I convert it to MP3 the quality goes waaaay down.  I need to send a short bio with it, and got hung up on that as well.  How about “Patti McCarty lives with her husband and two sons and is still trying to figure out what she wants to do when she grows up.”  What do you think, too much???  Then there’s the Africa video project–still plugging away at that.  I’ve got too many irons in the fire.  I know.  And I’m sure that even were I to finish all these projects the sense of accomplishment wouldn’t last very long.  There’s something I’m supposed to be doing, and I haven’t found it yet.  I think it has something to do with writing though.  If not, I sure know how to waste time.


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