Norma's Homemade Banana Blog - Chapter 8

Resolutions - Week One

I resolve to restore my writing habit of at least 300 words/day. What does Andre or your Muse think about that?

I can try to write 300 words a day. But that, to me, means getting off my derriere and quit watching cooking videos. The Daily Flash Fiction contest is a perfect idea to jumpstart this resolution. Maybe once I get the full use of my left hand, and figure out why it hurts in th


I resolve to finally sell the house. Is Andre selling the bar, whos house is he selling? Is your Muse raising money? What's going on?

Sell my house? Um, no. I finally have a house that is mine. No house payment, no rent. Mine. No one can take it away. After spending most of my adult life worried about where I was going to live, I at last am secure. The neighbors can make it unpleasant at times, but we’re not leaving.

Hubby and I have spent almost a decade fine-tuning this old house. It is finally what we want and need. Most of the homes in Roundup were built around 1908 - 1910. I think ours is about 1910. So we’ve spent years getting it looking like that period inside, with a great deal of angina and funds spent in the process.

So Andre, if you have designs on my home, you’d better back off. I know where the weapons are.

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