My heart has swelled with pride over a new literary conversion.  Ethan, my 7 yr old, has morphed into a full fledged, passionate, devoted ALL THE TIME reader.  His nose is suddenly not visible to the rest of the family, as it is always in a book.  “CHAPTER books,” as he will proudly tell anyone who manages to capture his attention away from the latest Mary Pope Osbourne tale.  

 Oooh, it’s sweet thing to see!

Last night I had a fantastically productive writing session. Feet propped up on a footstool, laptop on lap, The Next Iron Chef on in the background, and voila! Ten pages.  Ten pages is always about as much as I can ever write in one sitting, so I was thrilled.

Now.  I just need to do it again today.

And tomorrow.