I need to whine a little bit.
Just for a moment.
In case you didn’t know, getting up at 4 am can be painful.
Getting up at 4 am every single morning can be…excruciating.
Sigh.
But for the next six weeks (and for the past 2 weeks), getting up at 4 am–wince–is the only way I can finish writing the third book in my three-book contract and still have fun.
Fun = music lessons with Hope Mountain Blues
Fun = thrift shops with Janou
Fun = the Newport Bluegrass Festival with DMP
Fun = band practice & potluck supper with the Cougar Creek Band
Fun = sewing tablecloths for Mandolin Ann’s daughter’s wedding reception
Fun = sewing the binding on a quilt
Fun = dinners with friends
Fun = trying a new eggplant/roasted red pepper recipe
Fun = picking up Banjo Man at the airport (hurray!!)
Fun = lunch & festivities in Montana
Fun = kayaking with Banjo Man
These are the things I remind myself of when the alarm goes off at you-know-when.
So…if I appear a little sleepy or dopey or glassy-eyed or if you catch me yawning at inappropriate times and if you’ve realized that I think 9 PM is late, well, it’s because I’m trying to have a life and still write a book.
And that’s how I’m going to get through this!!!
Love,
MorePie





So proud of you!!! You hang in there! It won’t be long now!!
All that fun is worth waking with the birds.
Speaking of birds, have your baby birds flown south?
Banjo man is on his way!!!! Can’t wait for you both to be home again. Miss you.