Today I am writing by making bread.
I haven't made bread in a long time. Maybe a year.
It's cold and dark outside, so I built a fire in my wood-burning stove, and then I made bread dough. It's rising. Meanwhile, I've figured out all kinds of things for my novel that I will soon write down.
You think I'm dodging actual writing?
Ha. Doubters. I'm getting ever so much done in my head. Really. And I will have hot bread to eat while I get it all out on electronic paper.
Mmm. Come by. We'll have a bread-eating novel-writing party.
I haven't made bread in a long time. Maybe a year.
It's cold and dark outside, so I built a fire in my wood-burning stove, and then I made bread dough. It's rising. Meanwhile, I've figured out all kinds of things for my novel that I will soon write down.
You think I'm dodging actual writing?
Ha. Doubters. I'm getting ever so much done in my head. Really. And I will have hot bread to eat while I get it all out on electronic paper.
Mmm. Come by. We'll have a bread-eating novel-writing party.
yumm! could you have another one of those in november, so i can come by? i love hanging out at your house! always so fun! i could write blog posts or a training plan or something like that... :-)
ReplyDeleteUm, I'm just impressed that your bread turned out looking like bread.
ReplyDeleteJust found your blog - can't wait to see what's in the future - new follower! :)
Sarah: definitely! We'll eat and write and play and cousins can play with cousins...
ReplyDeleteTasha: welcome to the blog! Glad you found me :) Unfortunately, these are not pictures of my actual bread, which ended up really weird-looking and a lot less like bread. Still tasted good.