Humpf

I need to write some nonfiction stuff about my aunt Vida. However I think some good stuff would come out of it. My Aunt Vida was such a quirky independent woman who was my kindred spirit and I honestly think I could write a whole book about her. It would all be funny and good too because she had so many idiosyncracies and amazing qualities. She would be SOOO proud of me for wanting to be a writer and pursue English. I wish she was still here to talk to about all of it. She would have been 98 this April. I might go to her grave tomorrow. I was reading some emails from around the time she was starting to go down my mom had saved on the family computer. It dredged up a lot of memories. *sigh* I wish she hadn't given up. I know this is my literary blog and here I am gushing about family but the point was to get down some thoughts about my aunt and remind myself that there's an amazing story to be written about her. God I miss her so much. Especially around holidays since she was such a big part of our family back then. Ok peace out. I REALLY need to buckle down and get in some serious writing hours this week. I have to do a writer's review thing for missing all my hours this week. I did a lot of reading but not so much writing. I didn't bother logging any of the reading either I should have but oh well. I'm not looking forward to writing that 8 page shakespeare analysis. Ugh.