We have enough interest that the Peep Show will go on! It will be smaller than previous years, but that is okay. :)
All-O-ver, Ol-i-vore . . . we're learning that Oliver's name has some fun mispronunciations.
Also, ask him what is name is and this is what you'll hear: "My name is Oli . . . Oli . . . Oliv . . . Oli . . . I don't know."
Here I am at SFO. Again. What should have been a 40 minute layover has turned into a 5 hour layover with merely a possibility of getting on the red-eye at 10:30. Flying standby. And if I don't get on the standby flight . . . they tell me my next shot at JFK isn't for 24 hours. Yeah. So let's hope that doesn't happen. And if I don't get on standby, well, there's got to be another way home.
S: Oliver, Is Mom a child of God?
O: Yes!
S: No, Mom is a grown up!
The one night -- ever -- when Micah and I get to bed at 10:00 and could, feasibly, get 9 hours of uninterrupted sleep, Simon wakes up crying inexplicably at midnight and can't go back to sleep, Oliver falls out of bed, and we're all out a couple of hours of sleep. Clearly we need to never try to go to to bed early. It's the only way to get a good night's sleep around here.
I pitched one of my stories from last semester before we went to Ohio for Christmas. The paper, City Limits Weekly, was interested in the idea but wanted a different kind of story. When we got back to NYC I did a lot more reporting, rewrote the story, and was told it would run on January 21. Sadly, that week was a big news week, so my story got pushed back to the 28th. I finally got around to checking out the website last night and there it was. I think it turned out pretty well. I’ve done so much work on it and it’s been so long since I started it that I have a hard time being as excited about it as my first clip
There will be a point (I hope) when I no longer feel the need to alert the world every time somebody prints one of my stories. But until then, please indulge me.
And because the last post didn’t have a picture, here is one of the munchkin, who is still making our lives bright and our nights sleepless.
Congrats on the story being published. I love that picture. His eyes look so excited and intense. It’s awesome.
I just got a call from someone who enjoyed my article and wanted to help the program out a bit. That was kind of exciting. He said it was very well-written and well reported. That does a lot to boost my ego coming from somebody who writes for the New Yorker, especially since reporting is not my strong suit and often scares me. But I’m thrilled that my story had enough of an impact on somebody for them to want to do something about it.
Nice! Please do alert us every time you have a story published. How else will we know about it!?
Also do you get paid per story or how does that work?
Way to go, Lizzie! And I LOVE that little muchkin of yours!
Woohoo! I just Love seeing “by Elizabeth Heiselt” on stuff like that! You rock.
Way to go Lizzie! Do let us know when you have a story published.
wow! this is unbelievably cool! well, i shouldnt say unbelievably since it is very believable that you would be so talented and smart and have something so great happen!
Well written article.