Of course, I'm not going to wander far from the memoir excerpt I posted, because it is one of the things that is most on my mind. I'm not feeling very secure about it, which is a little unusual for me. When I put something on this blog or send it out for publication, I'm pretty confident about what I've done. Not this time. But, as I promised, I'm going to be forging ahead this Lent, come hell or high water. The one thing I can say about "Prologue Confession" is that I had fun writing it.
The other thing on my mind today (EVERY day) is money. After bills were payed this Friday, we had just enough left over to buy a Chicken McNugget or a stick of gum. It's going to be a very difficult month for finances.
So, my question for Rye Dip Monday is:
Will I ever not have to worry of money all the time?
And the answer from Mr. Caulfield is:
"She's fine, thanks. I haven't seen her too recently, but the last I--"
OK, it's an incomplete thought, but the answer is there in Holden's dialogue: she's fine. That means everything's going to be fine. Somehow. I think.
Funny, that answer doesn't make Saint Marty feel any better today.
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| This pretty much says it all |
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