Summer Saturday mornings are the perfect time for Proustian reminiscing and free association. I had blueberries for breakfast, which made me think about the awesome book Blueberries for Sal (thank you, Penguin, for reissuing it) which made me think about eating blueberries for breakfast with my children in Maine, which made me think about the breakfasts I ate as a child.
Is writing easy?
I know it's been a week, and it's summer, and you will have even more excuses than usual about why you can't write this weekend. And the truth? You don't have to. No one is forcing you to do this, not even me. But if you are serious about your writing, you need to show up and do the work. No excuses.
Is writing hard?
Today's advice: "We don't receive wisdom; we must discover it for ourselves after a journey that no one can take for us or spare us." Marcel Proust.
Today's prompt: Write about a particular breakfast you ate as a child. You probably can remember your breakfasts in general, so start there and develop the memory with a little fictional flair so you wind up with a detailed, nuanced scene. Write it in picture book or novel format.
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