I’m back from the land of Wii, LEGOs, and Thomas the Tank Engine. I sprung my cat from the vet this morning. And now I’m sitting down to work or write or surf the Internet or something.
I had two minor writing epiphanies on the long drive home yesterday. Maybe they were more thoughts than epiphanies, but sometimes I like those long drives for time to think. DP and the dog slept beside me in the car and I realized that I was going to ease up a bit on my editorial work in January so as to up the writing. Up the ante yet again.
I figured out what the tension in the beginning is going to be for my schlock novel. Unfortunately I have no time to work on it, but I wrote it in the MS anyway for when I win the lottery and do nothing but write. And I realized how to work in one of the things that had been bugging me in my manuscript. I still haven’t quite figured out the time line in the beginning, but that’s OK.
What did you learn over the Christmas madness?
That naps are essential. And so are batteries.
That my daughter is getting more immature as she gets older. *sigh* That I really can’t do more than one thing at a time. *sigh* That I still don’t know how to time a dinner that involves turkey. *sigh* That I wish I’d kept that little dog, as I wake up every morning in tears, worrying about him. *quadruple sigh*
Oh, Teri, I’m sighing with you.
That it really will be okay to live so far from my teenagers. They’re doing fine and so am I.
Good!
I learned that, if I am ever to have complete freedom, I must find a way to make a living writing. Either that or win the lottery. Of course, if I were to win the lottery, I think I would spend each day writing.
Tim
Start working on those schlock novels!