Just last month I finally ate at a local seafood restaurant. I’m still not 100% certain of the safety of the gulf, but next month I’ll take my family to the beach–and let them play below the water line in the sand–for the first time in two years.
I’ve been a working mom but more often a stay-at-home mom. I now consider myself a work-from-home mommy, though I haven’t sold/published anything for more than a year (because I’m focusing on my novels.)
I could list facts about all the work devoted mothers do from their homes—both for their children, spouse, and others—but it’s all been said before. Or I could mention the documentation that’s been done showing that SAHMs are worth over $112000 a year for the work they do. Wouldn’t that be nice, especially since I homeschool there’d be probably be even more compensation.
But it seems like the attacks on Ann Romney are more of the “class warfare” that’s spreading like a disease the past several years. So-and-so paid less taxes than those working below them. Don’t up the tax percentage based on income—make taxes the same percentage for all so the people making a million will be paying more than the people who make thirty thousand. The tax codes are broken so please don’t begrudge those who have been successful—look at the motives behind those who wish to tell others what to do with what they have.
Been in a blog-funk lately—barely keeping up with those I read and not knowing what to do with my own. So, without further ado, I’ll plunge into this week’s (more like month’s since it has been so long) blog.
I’m about one-fifth of the way through my revision of Corroded. It’s been fun to rework things and my critique group buddies (“Holla!”) are impressed with the changes. It seems my voice is more tween than teen, and I’m pleased with that because all my favorite novels are middle grade (MG.) And PG in rating, for what I like and write—just ask those wild Write Clubbers.
The past five days I’ve lapsed in writing because I’m at a point in the rewrite that I need to create a new scene. Switching gears from easy edits to writing from scratch has proven rusty. Need to oil those gears so corrosion is repaired. And that’s why I decided to finally write a post today.