Silence Always Wins

Friday was a great, productive day.  The best I’d had in ages.  Over 1000 new words on the novel, the entire day spent sifting through piles of notes, organizing plot lines, and adding scenes to better flesh out the characters.  I’m hoping to keep up the momentum today after a couple of days away from the pen.

The weekend was spent with my children, helping them with projects and working on various scouting badges.  On Saturday the LOML and I built a birdhouse with my son, and he went to his bi-weekly pack meeting.  On Sunday my daughter had an beginner’s ice skating clinic, and we stayed afterward to let them both have some time on the ice.  It was great – ice rinks are few and far between in this area of the country.  They’ll have an opportunity to learn something I never did as a kid.  The free time I had in between was spent cleaning up and working in the garden, taking advantage of some rare warm and dry days to take down the greenhouse and plan out the projects I want to tackle for my birthday week vacation.  It’s on March 10th, very near the frost date for my zone, and so every year my birthday gift to myself is  a week off to work outside.  It’s my official spring celebration, the waking up ceremony, if you will.  A little premature for the equinox, but what the hell.

Saturday night we watched Jane Campion’s Bright Star, and were mightily impressed.  I’ve studied Keats for years; wrote my senior thesis on his work, but it was a joy to watch the LOML become interested.  After the movie he did some web research, and read my favorite, “The Eve of St. Agnes.”  Made me happy, happy.  Am re-reading Complete Poems this week, as well as finishing Aileen Ward’s biography, begun years ago but never completed.  I do that a lot – watch a movie, read a book, hear a song, and then plunge headlong into studying the topic for weeks.  It’s just my nature, said the scorpion to the turtle.

For those interested, the title reference below the cut: