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My Writer's Journal

What I did all weekend

It sometimes seems that I write all the time. Not true. I do write most of the time--today is one of those 8-hour writing days--but I also take time for other things, especially on weekends. For instance, here's how I spent my time last weekend during those hours when I got away from my desk:

FRI: Went to a 5 pm gallery opening for an exhibit of exquisite monographs and papercuts by a friend who also illustrates children's books. From there to a poetry reading by a poet I adore (I happen to be married to him). Talked to friends at both places. Read in bed.

SAT: Walked to the French bakery and bought croissants. Talked to a man standing in line who was in town for a conference. I asked about the conference. "Forensic psychologists," he said. "Friends of psychologists?" I asked, not hearing clearly. I do that all the time, unfortunately. Wrote all afternoon.

SAT evening: Went to the movies to see "Jane Eyre." Naturally, I loved it. My kind of movie--historical setting, dramatic story, fine acting.

SUN: Watched a movie about Aldo Leopold, naturalist and conservationist. Wrote all afternoon. Cooked dinner for my son Chris and his girlfriend, who brought their new dog for a first visit. Worked on the NY Times crossword puzzle after
they left.

MON: Usual 3-mile morning walk, starting at 6:30. And so the week began....
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