Dear Em,
One of my writing books has told me that if I want to write every day, I
need to lower my standards for quality. As you can tell, I have taken
that advice. You should try it. It's very freeing.
I have a meeting with Father Schott (the pastor of St. Lawrence) tomorrow to discuss my "marriage narrative", a.k.a. the story of how Mike and I screwed up our marriage, scarred our children, and became adulterers by remarrying; and move to the next step in the annulment process. Will you go for me? I'll do anything. Dust your miniblinds, pick up dog poo in the yard, organize your underwear drawer, clip your children's toenails...
I talked to Ashley Larsen (Sheryl Larsen's daughter) this weekend and she said she had a whole conversation with you during which she thought you were me. Maybe Fr. Schott wouldn't notice that I was really you?
I'm leaving my laundry on the line overnight in order to coax the rain to come. Let's hope it works.
Love,
Al
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