Oh my! It's been a week since my last post. After posting daily all through April, my posts seem to have dwindled away almost to nothing. I thought about writing something a couple of days ago. I had this idea for a story about marriage, daughters, matchmaking and dowries but somehow I haven't yet found time to write it.
Time? What have I been busy doing recently? Actually I have been writing, just not here. I've been over at my unschooling blog writing stories about homeschooling, parenting and radical unschooling, a few unconventional musings. If any of that sounds interesting to you, please feel welcome to come and visit me at my blog Stories of an Unschooling Family. I'd love to see you.
"Imogen, if you were living in Jane Austen's day, you'd almost be an old maid."
"You'd be getting worried about finding a husband."
"But I'm only 18. Anne Eliot was 27 when she got married. And I'm not as old as Elizabeth Bennet when she married Darcy. She was 20."
"We could offer a dowry for you. Someone might be tempted to take you... "
Maybe I'll get around to writing that story soon, before it disappears completely from my mind. Then again it might be better to forget all about it!