Hi everyone, I'm in the last throws of writing a book proposal, so this week might be a bit spotty. A girl only has so many hours to get these things done. And this proposal needs to be out in the world soon. Lest it drive me completely batty.
Until my next post, which will be sometime in the next couple of days, I leave you with this story - about a girl who does not like to swing, never likes a city playground swing, never wants to whiz through the air or be pushed higher, higher, who goes to the country and finds herself on a tire swing her Daddy made for her, just rope and rubber, and takes off. In the wind.
And learns to love to fly, for the first time in her life.