It's a gray, cool, drizzly morning here in the Northern Midwest. Mornings like this demand that I take a giant mug of coffee, spiked with toffee nut cream, directly to my computer so I can catch up on my blog reading. (While in my pajamas, naturally.)
The problem with reading so many great blog posts at once is I'm simultaneously inspired and silenced. I find reading expressive, witty, authentic prose makes me fall in love with writing -- and fellow writers -- all over again. Yet it leaves me with no voice of my own.
Luckily, I have a piece up at 5 Minutes for Parenting today. (Which was written last night, before the blog feast.) If you have a house full of children right now, I bet you can relate to it.
In the meantime, I'm off to Target to shop for school supplies. Maybe I can find my inner muse between the glue sticks and the folders.
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