Saturday, August 12, 2017


The boys are with Jen tonight.

I needed to write a manuscript, even a sloppy rough draft, just to force myself to get something down on paper, even if I hate it tomorrow.

Tonight's manuscript was about an old bulldozer and a young bulldozer who dig two tunnels that connect in the middle.

“Husky,” said Mac,
“The sandbox is wide.”
“Don’t worry,” said Husky,
“we’ll dig from each side.”

They smiled at each other,
One little, one big,
Then they lowered their blades
And they started to dig.

I miss my boys when they're not here. But I like writing love stories.

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