I'm a writer who captures the pulse of adolescent confusion in my Young Adult fiction, Sliding on the Edge and The Princess of Las Pulgas. Of course, I often reveal a lot of my Old Adult confusion while doing that. My first Middle Grade fantasy titled Alligators Overhead is out to good reviews, so that's making me happy.
This week I was so thankful for being able to focus on Small Things. There were too many big, serious, hairy things coming at me, and the little things helped me keep focused and sane.
I didn't have much time, but when the sun came out I took a few minutes to sit on the deck, sip a coffee and stare out over the forest. It had been several weeks since the weather was inviting enough to do that. The cat immediately found my lap. The pesky squirrel, that's forever burying, and then digging up nuts in my plants, scolded me for interrupting his regular schedule. He finally left in a huff. The cat stretched and said, "Good riddance."
So that was my Small Thing: a moment in the sun with lap warmed by Cat and a small victory over a squirrel that usually has his way with my flower pots.
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