2005-06-28 - 10:53 a.m.

i am really struggling to finish the most recent Divas in the Dirt. it's terrible. i'm already two days behind and i'm not at all inspired this time around. there's a lot of stuff to write about.
i haven't done, really, one stitch of working out. i ran a few miles the other day whilst on writers' retreat in Maine, and it just about killed me. or perhaps it was the humidity and the lack of hydrating that led to achy quads for the next few days. ugh.
anyway. i've been gone for a quite a few days--eleven, to be exact--and it's been a fulfilling time. i've had a lot of work done on the novel, and it makes me really happy. still, the road ahead is long. i'd better be ready to hunker down and work, work, work.
in other news, the week that we left for the wedding in State College, something horrible happened just around the corner from our house. i've been over it and over it in my head, but it's just such a senseless thing to happen that there's no making anything of it. the train station, which is just four minutes' walk from our house, boasts a few stores that are conveninent for getting coffee in the morning, groceries, stuff like that. there's a couple of high school girls working in the stores. on saturday morning, while she was pulling in to open up the store, a girl was stabbed and strangled. of course it was someone she knew. of course she had just dumped the guy. at the estimated time of murder, jim and i were in our house, getting ready to go, thinking that we might have to stop by the store for a cup of coffee. i could go crazy thinking about this kind of thing, so i won't over analyze it--but it was horrible. only two weeks from graduation, too.
equally awful is the fact that every migrant worker now that comes to the croton falls train station to look for work is under suspicion, because that's who her boyfriend was: a migrant worker from the city. they caught him, eventually--but god! how i look at them now! just a quick double glance, looking to see if they're looking my way or...good grief. how utterly awful prejudice is.
anyway. that's it for now. what a crappy way to end an entry. let me try again:
my coffee bean grinder has broken. no wonder i can't get a proper start on my day.

 

 

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