It's taken awhile to determine the likeness between Winnie and me, but I finally know what it is.
Do you know about scruffiness and how it's a quality of the soul? You can't scrub it out of a person, you can't spit and shine it away. Trust me, those attempts have been made and all these many years later, I still end up looking somewhat like a vagabond whether I make an effort to groom myself or not.
So does Winnie.
Moving along, Izzy came home from school today with a story that warmed me to the core.
During first period, a classmate became distressed when she noticed a bug crawling over her belongings. The teacher was likewise alarmed and grabbed some tissue in order to squash the insect. Just as she was about to extinguish its tiny life forever, another student cried out: Wait! Izzy's mom collects bugs!
So the teacher allowed Izzy to capture the beetle and release it outside.
And you thought one blog couldn't make a difference in the universe!
I also received a text from my friend this afternoon...her son recently joined my beetle club and has since taken his oath (see above) so seriously that he refuses to step on cockroaches, even when they scurry through the house.
Hey, what can I tell you? I never said running a beetle club was good for one's popularity. You may lose a little footing amongst your peers, but you'll be wildly successful with kids under the age of ten.
And so it goes, dear reader.
I dearly appreciated your comments on the last post...I do realize how often I allude to my discouragement with the novel or writing this blog in general, and how quick you are to say something encouraging in response. At this point I feel I should stop saying such things as it seems pathetic and solicitous of your attention. But please, if I do say them again, it's not out of a desire to be incessantly validated. Writing is a lonely and daunting process, it's part of a weird balancing act I'm constantly trying to finesse.
Sometimes I come here to think aloud because there's no one else I would dare trouble in real life to hear me out on the matter one more time. It's one of my favorite things about this place.
Well, that and the fact it saved a bug this morning without me having to do anything about it.