I haven’t had time to do much writing lately. Scratch that. I haven’t had time to do any writing lately. The last few weeks of school are always a downpour of deadlines, exams, tryouts, and other assorted stress. I thought I was busy when my kids were toddlers. I had no idea about busy.
Yesterday, while waiting for my kid to wrap-up a soccer tryout, I read a WordPress post about how important it is to have a regular feature on your blog. A regular feature? Hmmm. I spend an absurd amount of time in my car, driving my kids from one activity to another. That’s regular. But boring. And unrelated to wine. Think of something else.
Books! I love to read. For years now, every time I read a book and come across a quote about wine, I’ve been highlighting, clipping or jotting it down. I’ve accumulated quite a collection. I keep it on 337 different pieces of scrap paper scattered throughout my house, but it’s a collection nonetheless. So I thought why not organize my collection? I’ll call it Wine, Words & Wednesday.
Each Wednesday, I will post a wine quote. At least that’s my plan. Depending on my mood (and which piece of scrap paper I find), it could also be a quote about beer or spirits. Or a complete non-sequitur. I’m unpredictable like that.
For my inaugural Wine, Words & Wednesday, I chose one of my favorite writers of all time and ever, Ernest Hemingway. This quote is from Hemingway’s first novel, The Sun Also Rises, a book about American and British expatriates running around France and Spain trying to live life and see the world, and mostly pickling themselves in the process.
Salud!
