Stretch
stretch (str ch) KEY
VERB:
stretched, stretch·ing, stretch·es
VERB:
tr.- To lengthen, widen, or distend: stretched the sweater out of shape.
- To cause to extend from one place to another or across a given space: stretched the banner between two poles.
- To make taut; tighten: stretched the tarpaulin until it ripped.
- To reach or put forth; extend: stretched out his hand.
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- To extend (oneself or one’s limbs, for example) to full length: stretched her calves before running.
- To extend (oneself) when lying down: she stretched herself out on the couch.
- To put to torture on the rack.
- To wrench or strain (a muscle, for example).
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- To extend or enlarge beyond the usual or proper limits: stretch the meaning of a word.
- To subject to undue strain: to stretch one’s patience.
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- To expand in order to fulfill a larger function: stretch a budget; stretch a paycheck.
- To increase the quantity of by admixture or dilution: stretch a meal by thinning the stew.
- To prolong: stretch out an argument.
- Informal To fell by a blow: stretched his opponent in the first round.
Even though in the process of editing my last manuscript I was doing a lot of taking away and the object was not to expand, I found that the exercise stretched me beyond where I had gone before.
How have you stretched yourself recently? Have you stretched yourself or have you been a limp rubber band?
Now excuse me while I beg someone for a massage. These muscles are sore!
Best,
Kwana
The Cave
What’s Jack up to? Jack is being a total Jackster. Driving me wild by being all mischievous and totally underfoot. I can’t take two steps lately without tripping over little Jack. Oh well. So it is.
Not too many words today. I think more will come as soon as I’m more alert. But today I’m squinting against the sun and finally stepping out of my editing cave. Whew, it was a tough two weeks, but I think I got it all done. Of course in my mind done is never really done… until it’s really done. And by that I mean sold, delivered and maybe on a bookshelf somewhere. But right now that outcome is not in my hands so I’m letting it go for the moment. Thanks for all your kind words and encouragement while I was hanging in the cave. You all really warmed me up when the fire got low.
Happy Monday!
Best
Kwana
Golden
Wishing you all a golden weekend. Full of bright hair, wide leg pants and soul kind of joy. Fun!
best,
Kwana
And Still
It’s the same old thing going on with me. I guess I’m running on fumes now. I’m either at my little table or on on my bed or on the couch. Yeah, it’s me and my laptop and my edits… in my sweatpants. Not as pretty a sight as this slightly misshapen Picasso woman. Ah well. I am who I am right about now.
But enough about me, what’s doing with you today?
Best,
Kwana
Legacy
There are some struggles that thankfully my DD will never have to face but sadly some that she already has. And with the great election of our first Black President old wounds have been reopened and sometimes things are uglier than they have been in a long time.
And now I find that even me, a girl one time removed, kinda like a second cousin, from the civil right moment (and honestly not as conscious as I should been, that is until I had children of my own and a real reason to care in my heart) am profoundly moved by the passing of these Black women pioneers of late like Dorothy Height and now Lena Horne.
Oh Ms. Lena what a beauty, but more so, what a talent what a spirit, what a legacy.
Looking back at the age of 80, Ms. Horne said: “My identity is very clear to me now. I am a black woman. I’m free. I no longer have to be a ‘credit.’ I don’t have to be a symbol to anybody; I don’t have to be a first to anybody. I don’t have to be an imitation of a white woman that Hollywood sort of hoped I’d become. I’m me, and I’m like nobody else.”
quote from the New Tork Times
Best,
KwanaAlways Welcome
No words today. I’m too busy editing the never ending book but a prayer is always welcome.
best,
Kwana
4 Generations
What’s Jack up to? Jack has been so good for me lately while I’m busy working that I’m almost scared to talk about it in fear that he”ll hear and start to act all Jack like so… Shhh… don’t tell him I’m talking about him on ye old blog today. And don’t look him directly in the eye. That’s when the trouble starts.
I hope Mother’s Day was good for all you moms out there. I went to Harlem to surprise my mom at her church and picked up Nana on the way. Here is a pic of the 3 of us along with my DD. Sorry it’s blurry it was snapped by my lil brother with his Crackberry. It was wonderful to have 4 generations together for Mother’s day.
Happy Monday!
Best,
Kwana
Happy Mother’s Day
Wishing all the Mom’s out there a very Happy Mother’s Day. Relax at take some time for you. This is a pic of a fun tote given to me by a friend which so sums up my motherly house keeping ways.
Have a wonderful day!
Best,
Kwana
P.S.
I will take my own advice one I finish my edits. Will be a working mother’s day for me. Snip, snip.
Working hard
At my edits and trying my best to hit that delete button. Snip, snip.
Happy Friday.
Best,
Kwana
Room Envy
Sorry to be MIA on so many of my favorite blogs this week but as you know I’m elbow deep in edits and it just has to get done. Has to.
As I type this I’m in my basement but dreaming of this room. Just look at the wondrous light and those shelves. I could just sleep in the floor when I got tired and be happy.
pic from here
Any type of room you are dreaming about?
Best,
Kwana
