New York Times Best Selling author Jodi Picoult talks about a writer's life in a recent issue of Writer's Digest.
Check it out.
I appreciate Ms. Picoult's candor.
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While walking Pal tonight, we passed a house that sits among the trees and it reminds me of the home my parents built in Tallahassee. For a moment, it walked through the mid-80s.
Mom and Dad were home from work, mom starting dinner, dad watching news or going through mail. Danny, Joel, Peter-John and Rebekah were around - coming home from work or whatever
I was home from college for the summer, about to go to work at Publix. Home was always great place to be. Warm, cozy, welcoming. Safe.
It made me miss Dad a little.
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Thanks Rachel, I'm so glad home felt warm and safe for you. I miss him so much too.
Love Mom
I had a few "miss dad" days this month. Can't remember now what specifically sparked it. I really miss "home" on crisp fall days... which will soon be upon us
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