Hello,
I'm sure most of you have read, or seen, Julie & Julia. You know ... the woman who decides to cook every one of Julia Child's "Mastering the Art of French Cooking" recipes in a year. (I have Julia Child's cookbook, BTW. Cooking all of that in a lifetime would be a feat. Let alone in a year. And I swear, you'd gain a lot of weight.)

Anyway.

I'm ten days into posting "Five-Fifteen" on my Instagram account. (I post on Instagram M-F.) I bring up Julie & Julia because so far I've cried, moped around the house, freaked out at my husband and fretted through a sleepless night. What was I thinking??? It's already hair-rippingly difficult to write. And now I've added pictures....

So. I give myself a little cheer-leading session after each Instagram posting. I go to my blogspot and add the line(s) debuted for the day. It's kind of cool to see the story build, but it's also good to read what I've done so far. I think about where this story is going and why. I tell myself I can do this. I can post my book across 2016 on Instagram. I pat myself on the head like the Grinch did for Miss Cindy Lou Who.

Then, my personal rah-ray complete, I spend an hour or so preparing for the next few lines.

Sometimes it's the ant and the rubber tree plant, Goodreaders. But mostly it's just line upon line.
Read on.
M