A few days ago on Ethical ELA’s monthly poetry Open Write, I read a prompt that suggested we play with the idea of interruptions. I immediately thought it was a great idea, so I have been catching up on the series Lincoln Lawyer which two of my friends from college recommended, and I find it so compelling that I often end up watching right into another episode because boy do those writers understand the power of a cliffhanger, and, while Cayman doesn’t have any cliffs, the boys I’m with hopped out of the car tonight to look “over the edge” of the ocean (behind the grocery store where we’d stopped for more eggs – even though they’ve managed to eat 3 ½ dozen in two days; I suppose that’s less shocking if I tell you there are five of them and they are all 17 or 18 years old, but it is still a lot of eggs, and let me tell you, eggs are not something I have a lot of anymore (thank you, menopause), but aside from the fact that I can’t seem to follow even my own train of thought anymore, it’s really not so bad) and what was I going to say – don’t go look at the ocean when obviously the ocean is what we’re here to look at or, more to the point, to go in, and we are all happy that we don’t have to go in to school this week so we really might as well take advantage – which I think we did today because we swam with turtles and walked on the white sand beach and spent time with family and every time I thought I might have a minute to write I was wrong – interruptions abounded so here I am, writing at 11:15pm but I am getting it done because that is part of the deal and since the boys are dealing cards downstairs I’m going to shut the bedroom door and go to sleep or, if menopause rears her head, maybe watch Lincoln Lawyer but just for one episode, I swear.
Persistence and Pedagogy 
Hahaha! That’s brilliant! No interruptions allowed! Nothing like a period, ie full st
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I love the breathless stream of consciousness (sans much punctuation) that you used to convey the vast overflow of interruptions! Good for you for squeezing in a minute to write between swimming with turtles and walking on the beach and buying and cooking way too many eggs!
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Amanda,
Those teen boys are bottomless pits, so no surprise on the eggs. The new season of Lincoln Lawyer is excellent. Binge away. And if you’re perimenopausal, and not completely in the throes of menopause, get a Femme Ring. I swear it’s magic, the only thing I found to help abate hot flashes and keep down south from turning into the Mohave desert.
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Looks like there’s a run on eggs. I read something a couple years ago saying that OMG I was literally typing this comment when my laptop interrupted me by running out of battery. Loved the flow of consciousness and intentional structure here.
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Sometimes life is nothing but a ramble full of interruptions, but you captured it brilliantly! I can’t imagine feeding teenage boys right now!
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“…but aside from the fact that I can’t seem to follow even my own train of thought anymore, it’s really not so bad) and what was I going to say…”
😂🤣
We are in the same era.
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I had a feeling… no wonder we get along
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Seems a bit like my peaceful Sunday night thoughts. I cannot relate to the menopause thing, but a runaway free-associating brain, yes. I’m catching up on your posts today. I think your end-of-the-day entries meant I was missing all of these. Island time and New England time are not in sync.
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