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What I’m Reading:
For the time being, I put aside the book I was reading and picked up If I Stay by Gayle Forman instead. I figure I should probably read it before the movie comes out in August (the trailer looks amazing) and so far, I’m really liking it. I know, big shock, right?
What I’m Writing:
This week I revised eight large scenes, so I’m pretty psyched about that, especially since I’m now only three scenes away from finishing round two of revisions. After that, it’s mostly nitpicky junk, and I’ll ship it off to Jaime to read. Eek! I also had a couple writing sessions via Skype and text with Jaime, which were productive and hugely encouraging.
What Inspires Me Right Now:
The other night, we had a doozy of a thunderstorm. While my husband was pumping water out of our flooded backyard (at 2:30 a.m.), he found a baby bird floating on our walkway, so I scooped the poor thing into a margarine container and brought it in the house. It's little heart was pumping a mile a minute and it was so waterlogged it hardly even looked like a bird. We put a warm buckwheat bag around the container and some straining mesh that my husband uses for brewing over the top, just in case it was suddenly able to fly.
I stayed up all night to keep an eye on it, because I didn’t want to risk releasing it while it was still dark and rainy out. Plus, we weren’t sure if it was injured or old enough to fly. The funny thing was that the bird got restless unless it could see me. As long as my face was over the container, it was calm and sat there watching me with its little black eyes, tilting its head back and forth.
So why was this inspiring? Because while this was going on, I just happened to be revising a scene in which my mc wakes up and sees a little bird in the branches above her. This particular scene (and the next one) has a bird motif running through it, so it was very fitting to work on revisions with a bird in a margarine tub on my lap. How’s that for writing “bird by bird,” Anne Lamott?
After getting some helpful advice via Twitter from Kris Oliver (who, being a biologist, is quite knowledgeable about caring for little creatures), I took the bird outside to attempt releasing it. It flew straight to our lilac bush, then up into our pine tree, and went branch by branch toward the top, where another bird was calling. I’m wondering if it was the mother, because I could see a larger patch of yellow farther up the tree, and it stopped calling as soon as the little bird arrived. I’m sure the neighbors were wondering what the heck I was doing in the backyard in my pajamas and rubber boots at dawn.
Anyway, after searching the internet for prairie birds with bright yellow breast feathers, I suspect the little guy/gal might have been some kind of warbler. Seeing as we’re bird lovers in our family, we were happy that we could help this one survive the storm.
What Else I’ve Been Up To:
My husband and I watched two YA movies this weekend and thoroughly enjoyed both. Continuing with the bird theme, we watched A Birder’s Guide to Everything, which was sad and sweet and funny. We also saw The Kings of Summer and laughed out loud many times. Moises Arias (Bonzo from Ender’s Game) played a character named Biaggio, who has to be one of the most adorably creepy characters I’ve ever encountered. Loved him in it. Both movies were about teen boys, and as the mother of a gangly fourteen-year-old, I got a huge kick out of them. (Warning: Each had incidents involving hunting, so if you’re sensitive to that--I am--then beware. Also, the humour and language in either might not suit everyone.)
There was also book shopping and library visiting this week. I got a copy of The Fault in Our Stars so my son can read it before the movie comes out—I originally read a library copy. We spent some time downtown yesterday, reading under the trees and slurping frappuccinos.
There was more to my week, but seeing as this is loooong, I’ll bump a bit to my next WUW post. So how was your week? Planning on joining us for Ready. Set. WRITE!? You can read more about that here.