Sunday and I had to go visit the temple again. I cozied up to a diet coke and a Reese's peanut butter cookie (yummy) and found a book, The Writing Life by Annie Dillard. She won a Pulitzer Prize for a book and now I stumble across her little book of essay's on writing. I gobbled most of the book down in an hour and a half as well as the cookie. its strange to have such a connect to a group of people you've never met, but when they describe the process that churns in your own gut it is hard not to listen to the things they have to say. Nothing inside the book was all that revolutionary, but it only served to illustrate to my puny little brain that my thoughts are not alone.

"Baby got back..."

So now I'm ready...

me