The Boy Is Writing

Good Lord, it's been forever since I've found my way here. I reread my last blog and I must say I had high expectations for the month of February. I've been writing like a whirling dervish but nothing that any of you would want to read. Well, unless you're interested in how mass media has affected society and created subcultures. If you wish to read about that amazing phenomenon, let me know and I'll email you all the information you could possibly want on the subject.

I got the shock of my life when T came to me last evening to ask me to read a book he is writing. I was in such a stunned state that I think the poor boy thought I'd lost my mind for a moment. I'm sure he was looking for drool to be running out of my mouth. After remembering to breath again, I, of course, said absolutely I would look at his writing. Let me just say this, he has a great idea and he listened to my thoughts without getting all diva on me. Those of you who are writers know exactly what I'm talking about. You show your writing to someone, they say yes, I like it, but... and you start explaining why they are wrong about your precious. T didn't do that. For a person who is a self proclaimed non writer, he did a good job. There are admittedly sentence structure issues and a few lagging moments but his plot was there. His thinking was organized and he knew where he was in the story and where he wanted it to go. I was impressed. I did warn him not to think he would have an agent within the week but he definitely had something to work with. I will be interested to see how far it goes.

So, if I'm not writing, does it count that my son is? I think it should. Score for me. LOL

In other news, Em is in drivers' ed. This is her last week of classroom time then she hits the road. Thank God she's with an instructor. I'm not sure either of us would survive her first time behind the wheel if she was with me. T is going on Friday to get his final tier on his license. He gets a full license without restrictions when he is 18. It think this is just another way for the state to get a bit more money out of me. Every tier means a new picture and card which equals $15. Lovely. Mom is getting better. She was sick most of January and February. She had the flu a couple of times, bronchitis was in there somewhere, and now she's recovering from an inner ear infection that makes her walk like she's drunk. No balance at all. I think she'd be fine on a boat, though. And me? Well, you know, eat, sleep, work, school, shuttle kids. Same old, same old.

Oh, and by the way, did you know that "Scooby Doo" cartoons teach tolerance? Neither did I until I studied about mass media. But, that's a discussion for another day. Go Scooby!