Mama, Clap

So I'm taking a break from my novel and hopping around the blogosphere. The more I hop the more people I meet and I waste a good lunch break and a chance to plot Angel's quest.

I find some nice places to rest:

Ragamuffin always wows me with her words.

Flogging the Quill has some MS Word tips for writers, using the BookMark feature.

J.Mark has a requiem over at The Master Artist.

Church of the Masses and Video Game Writing. Hmmmmm.....

And then I notice, I realize my daughter, Selah is singing with her karaoke machine behind me. She's singing a song she made up off the top of her head. I hear her make this long pitiful sound. I listen closer. She's saying Amen. But it takes her two minutes to sing it.

So I giggle.

And she stops.

She says, "Excuse me."

"What?" I ask.

She puts her hands where her hips will one day be. "Mama, Clap."

"Oh. Okay."

So I clapped for her little ditty. And I clap for all the thoughtful bloggers today.

Also, if anyone has any great Memorial Day recipes, hook a sister up at vidae@writing.com.

Now back to Angel.

Writing to see what the end gon' be,
Dee