I sit at my computer commenting on SOLS, because I love to and so there will be more comments flying about and I hope to get some more back because I love them! My husband sits beside me at a different computer, perusing Facebook.
“Here,” he says, “you’ll like this.” Annoying, sometimes, but I look over to his screen and I see Santi, the wonderful young son of a wonderful friend of ours. Santi’s dad taught our kids to act in Shakespearen plays and to love theater, literature and adventure. That, however, is another post.
There was a video of Santi, standing at a microphone in a gym in jeans and shirt-tail out. The text said he was accepting a Scholastic Writing Award. My husband clicked the arrow, and here is what Santi extemporized at the mic:
I write because I have a lot of ideas spinning around in my head. Like clothes in a washing machine. You’ve got to do the laundry; you’ve got to just take it out of there, put it down on paper.
Yes- he nailed it! I’m gonna keep on doing the laundry.