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Martin family birthday breakfasts followed a strict tradition. First, there were Belgian waffles, made by Belinda, the beloved Hopewell Hotel cook. These were served up with an array of toppings: chocolate syrup, fresh lemon whipped cream, stewed strawberries, and powdered vanilla sugar. The air should have been thick with wafflely perfume. Instead, there was an acrid, confusing smell, undercut by a light touch of smoke.
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a lovely literary lunch
Today another writer came to visit me. I made him a delicious Spring lunch. (Food is important.) We talked about travelling, books, writing, and did a little laughing and gossiping in between. It was joyous, and it reminded me how necessary it is to hang out with kindred spirits, those people who “get you” and share your intellectual territory. My friend and I were both at the same place as writers, even though there is a twenty year age difference between us. My friend lives in Boston and teaches at Harvard, while I live in a small town in the South Island of New Zealand and right now I’m not doing much except idling and moodling. But we are both about to venture into new territory with our writing, and we agreed that in between writing things, there is a time of thinking and wondering, a time of waiting patiently. Even when you feel daunted, you have to trust that when the time is right you will know what it is you want to write, and that you will write it. Knowing that another writer felt like me was most encouraging. So here’s to lovely lunches in Springtime, and to connecting. May a song land on your lunchbox, a poem arrive at sunset, a wild idea be waiting inside your shoe! 
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If there was an idea in my shoe, my puppy would probably eat it. -_-; He loves my shoes
((For Dinner))
This doesn’t have very much to do with Spring lunches or moodling or kindred spirits, but I just wanted to thank you for creating such a thing as lovely as Juicy Writing. I’ve read a lot of writing books (or rather, bought them and left them on the bookshelf) but none have ever been as wonderfully joyous as yours. What sets Juicy Writing apart is that it’s actually an instructional manual on how to enjoy life and then how to transfer that to your writing - well, that’s how I see it - much lovelier than the “Dos and Don’ts manuals” out there. Juicy Writing is like finding out that there’s a kind of medicine that’s good for you but is made out of sherbet and can teach you how to play the banjo. Love it, I give it to all my writer friends, thank you so much!
dear em, watch that dog
dear jaye,thank you!!!
love and lilacs,xxx brigid
Hmmmmm
A song land on mah lunchbox …
Sparky
Ugh, ideas don’t want to be in mah shoes … at least u didn’t say socks!