Another beautiful day in Maine. Today is my son Sam's 8th birthday, so he's very excited about that. I can't believe it's been 8 years. He's getting so big, and I'm getting so old.
Here's the link to my latest Sanford News column. It's all about my vegetable garden, which is one of my favorite parts of summer. I went out this morning and I now have zucchini, summer squash, and tomatoes started. Very exciting. No peas yet, which is strange because they usually come first, but I think we'll have some soon.
My writing isn't going as well as I would like. It's strange how as a writer, you go through these periods where you can't write fast enough because the ideas are coming so fast, and at other times you hope that what you are putting down isn't as bad as you think it is.
Because my novel isn't coming along as well as I'd hoped, I decided to write a short story to break things up. Short stories are easy for me, usually much easier than novels. But now I'm finding it difficult to even write this short story. I have a great idea, too. My friend is a mail man and tells me all kinds of funny stories from his route. I'm just going about it from the wrong direction, I think. I'm writing it kind of serious, and it needs to be more of a humorous story. I'll figure it out.
Well, I'll cut this short so I can do some writing and then enjoy the rest of the day.
