My usual Monday motivation is going to have to be put on hold. I’ve spent the morning in the waiting room at the hospital for my sister’s surgery. She has gone through with it, and when I left was doing well.
I took my computer with me, working on my projects while I waited. That was my intention anyway. There are times when it’s necessary to socialize with those around you, especially when you haven’t seen them in over a year. Honestly I got little writing done, but it was good to catch up with family.
3 days left before school is out, my D-day is rapidly approaching. I lost several hours into the time vortex of research, I lost several hours visiting at the hospital, and of course the hours in traffic. Tomorrow, I’m making an extra pot of coffee, turning the answering machine on and not answering the door. Possibly at this point, extending my deadline may be the best option, but I’m not ready to surrender yet.
There’s still some fight left in me. I’ve got approximately 5 hours to dedicate to writing tomorrow and I made some headway over the weekend. With that last bit of research, I don’t think there are any other “holes” in my story that need to be filled. It’s just adding some details and tweaking a bit here and there.
So close I can almost taste it. This will be my FIRST complete manuscript. I think I’ve shared the unfinished project problem in the past, didn’t I? Many are close, but not quite there. It almost seems like fate is stacking against me here on the last stretch to the finish line. Either that, or the finish line is just a mirage.
In addition to the time stealers, and distractions, the “life” distractions I came up with an entire new story on Sunday. The hubs thought I was really into the sermon, taking pages and pages of notes. I was inspired! At some point near the beginning of the sermon, the pastor mentioned that it was Pentecost Sunday, or the Sunday of Ascension. Ascension, hmmm. Inspiration struck me! I nearly jumped up and yelled hallelujah, but I didn’t want to waste any time. Before he reached the end I had outlined and plotted through a series of bubble charts, and if- then-else flow charts my next story. It’s going to be awesome.
But wait, I have to rein it in and finish Kiss Of The Dragon first. GAH! How can some writers say they have writer’s block? Are you kidding me? I have enough ideas now to write books until I’m 126. Which means, I need more time to write, and less time for nonwriting activities such as house cleaning, and cooking. I really need to sell some more articles, and a book or a dozen to be able to afford a new laptop that I can read outside, so I at least don’t look like a vampire. Also to afford to quit at least one of my other jobs. Where are my rich relatives to leave me an inheritance anyway? Some estranged uncle that liked me best, anyone? anyone?
If only money were as easy to come by as it is for some of my characters. I think it would be so cool to have the dragon complex. Not necessarily the hoarding gold part, but the attracting part would be totally awesome. Life takes money, and since I can’t just print my own – well I could but I don’t want to go to prison – I am part of working class Americans that have to keep my day job.
The writing disease is apparently an inherited condition. My Great Grandfather wrote a couple of books, they were religious teachings as he was a minister. My daughters are both infected, and pursuing their own writing dreams. My eldest daughter who is 17, has one story planned and is about half way through. She has asked for my assistance over the summer to finish hers. I’ve read it, and it’s really good, better than some published books that I’ve read. She also has a ton of ideas for books, and came home today complaining that school was cutting into her creative time. (insert eye roll here)
My other daughter, the quiet calmer one that is more like my husband is also writing a very creative story. She is a stickler for details, (Hmm, I wonder where she could have gotten that from.) and has voiced her plans to spend a good portion of the summer writing her book to be published before she turns 18.
I for one will never discourage them from pursuing their dreams. I will advise them to have a backup plan to be able to provide for themselves while they are pursuing publication.
If all the stars were in alignment, and all the gods were in a favorable mood, we could all three get our works published before the end of this year. That would be amazingly awesome and I would do a celebratory dance on video and post it here. Oh yes, I can dance – this white chick got some moves! I’ve won the DDR and Just dance challenges we have here many times. Not bad for a 48-year-old competing against teenagers.
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