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Tag: National Novel Writing Month

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Repeat: If this isn’t your thing, please come back on 12/1. Quick refresher on National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo): Bang out a shitty 50,000 word first draft between 11/1 and 11/30. I'm posting as I write, mostly, so there are typos and inconsistencies. Between mother-work and work-work, I haven't written nearly as much as I … Continue reading Sharptooth: 15 →

Jennifer Balink Among friends 1 Comment November 29, 2021 4 Minutes

Sharptooth: 14

Repeat: If this isn’t your thing, please come back on 12/1. Quick refresher on National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo): Bang out a shitty 50,000 word first draft between 11/1 and 11/30. I'm posting as I write, so there are typos and inconsistencies. Between mother-work and work-work, I haven't written nearly as much as I would … Continue reading Sharptooth: 14 →

Jennifer Balink Among friends 1 Comment November 28, 2021November 28, 2021 6 Minutes

Sharptooth: 13

Repeat: If this isn’t your thing, please come back on 12/1 (why yes, that is this coming Wednesday…). Today through Tuesday you might expect to see multiple posts each day. Again, read or don’t read. Quick refresher: National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo). Unlikely that I’ll get past 25,000 words before the deadline at this point, … Continue reading Sharptooth: 13 →

Jennifer Balink Among friends 2 Comments November 28, 2021November 28, 2021 5 Minutes

Sharptooth: 12

Repeat: If this isn’t your thing, please come back on 12/1 (why yes, that is this coming Wednesday…). Today through Tuesday you might expect to see multiple posts each day. Again, read or don’t read. Quick refresher: National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo). Unlikely that I’ll get past 25,000 words before the deadline at this point, … Continue reading Sharptooth: 12 →

Jennifer Balink Among friends 3 Comments November 28, 2021November 28, 2021 7 Minutes

Sharptooth: 10

Repeat: If this isn’t your thing, please come back on 12/1 (why yes, that is this coming Wednesday...). Just delete as you receive each new posts, and on Wednesday we'll return to regular blogging. Side note: Today through Tuesday you might expect to see multiple posts each day. Again, read or don't read. Not sure … Continue reading Sharptooth: 10 →

Jennifer Balink Short Fiction 5 Comments November 26, 2021December 25, 2021 5 Minutes

Sharptooth: 9

So what happened over the past 7 days is this: Work-work and mother-work were more important than writing work. Also, I had a pop-up holiday market (the only one for 2021 holiday season) for Larksome Goods. Also: sleeping matters. It really does. So I worked, and I mothered, and I worked, and I slept, and … Continue reading Sharptooth: 9 →

Jennifer Balink Short Fiction 6 Comments November 24, 2021November 25, 2021 6 Minutes

Sharptooth: 8

Repeat: If this isn’t your thing, please come back on 12/1. National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo). Bang out a 50,000 word (shitty) first draft in a month. It’s my 4th attempt. This time I’m free-writing in Word, copying and pasting here when I get a chunk finished, to put some pressure on myself to get … Continue reading Sharptooth: 8 →

Jennifer Balink Among friends, Short Fiction 7 Comments November 17, 2021 4 Minutes

Sharptooth: 7

Repeat: If this isn’t your thing, please come back on 12/1. National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo). Bang out a 50,000 word (shitty) first draft in a month. It’s my 4th attempt. This time I’m free-writing in Word, copying and pasting here when I get a chunk finished, to put some pressure on myself to get … Continue reading Sharptooth: 7 →

Jennifer Balink Among friends 6 Comments November 15, 2021November 15, 2021 7 Minutes

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I call this dress “The Sound of Music.” If you knew my mother, then you probably don’t need another word of backstory to understand the reference. But for everyone else, the story, as I know it (and who’s to say otherwise, because all the characters are now in the Great Beyond) is this: these curtains belonged to my great-grandmother on my father’s side. Nana had them in the house on Elzey, the one that was big enough to hold all of the then-grown Larkey children and their spouses and children for a little while during the Great Depression. Nana gave the curtains to her daughter who then gave them to my mother when a Christmas Eve fire in our attic left us displaced and my mother and sister (I was in college) moved into a short term rental house two doors down from my great aunt, who helped my mother furnish the rental. My mother gave the curtains to me when I bought my first house. I packed them into a zippered storage bag when I moved to Omaha and then toted them along for all the years that followed, right up until this winter when I was frantically searching for the box of French lace that I saved, from my mother’s sewing things, to make my daughter’s graduation dress. I still haven’t found that lace. The curtains, then, were at first a substitute for the original plan. They were plan B. My mother, the hand-sewing, piano teaching, enterprising writer, always had a plan B (and C, and D, and so on). My hand stitching isn’t as delicate as hers, but I think she’d approve. Who’s to say otherwise?
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    That’s a wrap. ❤️
    I call this dress “The Sound of Music.” If you knew my mother, then you probably don’t need another word of backstory to understand the reference. But for everyone else, the story, as I know it (and who’s to say otherwise, because all the characters are now in the Great Beyond) is this: these curtains belonged to my great-grandmother on my father’s side. Nana had them in the house on Elzey, the one that was big enough to hold all of the then-grown Larkey children and their spouses and children for a little while during the Great Depression. Nana gave the curtains to her daughter who then gave them to my mother when a Christmas Eve fire in our attic left us displaced and my mother and sister (I was in college) moved into a short term rental house two doors down from my great aunt, who helped my mother furnish the rental. My mother gave the curtains to me when I bought my first house. I packed them into a zippered storage bag when I moved to Omaha and then toted them along for all the years that followed, right up until this winter when I was frantically searching for the box of French lace that I saved, from my mother’s sewing things, to make my daughter’s graduation dress. I still haven’t found that lace. The curtains, then, were at first a substitute for the original plan. They were plan B. My mother, the hand-sewing, piano teaching, enterprising writer, always had a plan B (and C, and D, and so on). My hand stitching isn’t as delicate as hers, but I think she’d approve. Who’s to say otherwise?
    “Make it pretty on the inside,” that’s what my mama always said.
    Tipsy Tumbler just arrived, so it’s a party now! Corner of Peabody and Belvedere (fenced lot - park on Belvedere). We’re here til 4!
    Can’t let today end without a little Yoda and Chewbacca. #maythe4thbewithyou

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