Haven't checked in for a few days. Along with running this joint and doing the family juggle, I've been trying to formulate a workable plot line for "Food Sex Sleep." While blogging is a breezy exercise in writing calesthenics, the art of long-form storytelling, which calls for tone, theme, scene development, snappy dialogue and memorable characters (the elements that our English profs butchered our term papers over) can be something of an excruciating mental marathon. But I've done the Town Lake stretch - to execute, reach foot behind tush and tug - and think I'm ready to roll.
Now all I need is a 37-hour day.
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