Wednesday

Wednesday is the middle of the week. It is not the beginning that, in my life, begs responsibility like housework and chores. It is not the end that has always favored relaxation and play. Work starts the week and hiking, biking, skiing, watching movies and the like end the week. Even now that my husband and I are retired and have more free time we fall into this programed existence. An existential where Wednesday’s are between work and play.

So it is a great writing day.

Wednesday is when I continue to edit, re-write, and write my first book. A backstory of a child. A child who will grow up not knowing the secrets that surround her. A historical novel of a child finding those secrets define her. Helping her balance between obligations and inclinations.

So I write on Wednesday’s to bring about a balance in my life.