While everyone in America is celebrating Thanksgiving and eating massive amounts of home-cooked food I am sitting here fantasizing about about…
Quick question for my American friends this morning:
Youth sports coaches are almost always moms and dads who have a kid on the team. This has been the case for both of my kids over the years in a multitude of sports which they play(ed).
Recently, I heard about a situation during a game that had me relating it to a parenting scenario. I didn’t personally witness the incident, but my partner was there and he outlined it to me later. He is the trainer on our boy’s hockey team and fills in as assistant coach when someone else is absent.
That particular situation made such an impression on me I decided to share it with you here.
Thank you Michael of Kuched for having nominated me for an award.
I will answer his questions first, then nominate my list of people below along with my set of questions.
PS Michael has made me part of his morning routine. I am a ‘fix’ apparently. Hah. He also thinks I secretly rule the world…pfff. AS IF! Here is what he said about me:
Actually, there is no such thing as a designated chore day, at least not in my family. Partly this is because weekends belong to youth sports and everyone is in divide and conquer mode…but, if by some small miracle there is a big part of unfilled space on the calendar, and I see everyone sitting staring at tv screens or whatever, I get a little twitchy.
I spent Saturday getting pushed around by a lot of people for hours and didn’t even get a bad mood.
At least not until much later. 😏
Have you ever come across a blog post or a comment that is quite lengthy and the words are all grouped together and the thoughts are one big mixed-up jumble and there are no pauses or breaks or spaces and the entire thing runs on and on quite possibly with multiple thoughts within the same paragraph and after reading a few sentences you notice your brain starts to hurt?
Add some white spaces.
Insert some empty lines.
Like I just did.
Just hit enter.
It’s not hard.
I love reading longer posts or comments but it is so tiring on the eyes and brain to see a huge clump of words all grouped together into one giant paragraph without a break or a breather.
Especially in comments. Comments require white space just as much as regular blog posts.
Don’t be afraid of a little white space. You will encourage, rather than discourage, people to continue reading. Because I can guarantee you, I am not one to stick around for long if you write on and on without white space. And I really do want to read you!
So please, remember:
White space is your friend. 🙂
Should I start a binder? Or keep an electronic file for my rejections?
One thing I’ve noticed is that I don’t have that many rejections (but I do have several). Main reason for this is because I have not submitted many pieces. I need to get it together here and JUST DO IT.
You writers out there, do thoughts require quotations?
Yesterday I gave my tween a haircut.
Actually, first I called the salon in our village-like neighbourhood to see if they could squeeze her in. That was on Saturday.