First, I should point out that my oldest child just turned fourteen. Fourteen, people! How did that happen? I'm pretty sure he should still be toddling around my house in diapers, not texting his girlfriend from his new birthday present. Oh, yes, we caved and got him a Boost mobile phone, but not without the express understanding that one, he will be helping to pay for it by giving us his monthly chore money, and two that it will be taken away with the first appearance of a D or E on the parent portal grading system. So, yes, it's already back in our possession. He had it for one weekend - his birthday weekend. He has two grades to bring up before it will be returned to his anxious little hands. He thinks he's dying without it, but we're pretty sure he'll survive.
In other child-related news, both boys are done with basketball. We have a bit of a break now while we wait for track to start. And no baseball this year. The youngest absolutely refused to consider the possibility of playing on the travel team again. We were sad because we love, absolutely love, the baseball team families. Yet, we're more than a little excited by the idea of having our summer free to go camping.
But enough about those kids of mine...
On the writing front, I am not stuck so much as stumped. I have characters. I have the setting. I have a general idea of where things are going to go. What I don't have is compelling motivation or any real conflict. I figure if I keep mulling it over something will pop free and inspire me. I hope.
My spare time then has been devoted to two things: scrapbooking and reading. I've been keeping track of the books I've read so far this year over at Goodreads. I know you can find this in the sidebar of the blog, but here's another look-see at the progress I've made toward my 100 book goal for 2012:
Not bad! I'm just wondering how going back to school in the fall will mess with my pleasure reads. I fear it won't be pretty. Guess I'll have to get as many books in between now and September as is possible.