My Goal: 1 hour, but minimum 30min of writing fiction during workdays and 2 hours any day I’m not working.
Oh did I have big plans for writerly awesome. Big plans. I guess that was my first mistake.
Thursday- So this whole winter the weather guys have been having problems predicting the actual amount of snowfall. The original Wednesday night forecast for snow showers and SOME snow overnight, became nineteen inches. At least it was my day off.
Six hours later, my wife and I had shoveled out our cars and her parents house. Still plenty of day left. After a shower and lunch, the writing shall commence. Clearly I said that loud enough for Murphy to hear and he decided to show me how the world really works.
Somewhere between preparing lunch and eating, the lens of my glasses popped out. Where? Probably a wormhole I didn’t know about when I got the apartment because after spending the evening searching, it’s still MIA. Which brings us to . . .
Friday- I’m near-sighted, so I needed glasses by Saturday to be able to drive to work. Made a 12:30 appointment with Wize Eyes and my wife took a half day to drive me. In two hours I had some mighty spiffy specs. We spent the rest of the afternoon running some errands that would’ve been done Saturday. Fine with me because I could help her out with them.
Started chatting with my compadre Susan about her awesome writing day and then she asked me something benign like, “How are you?” and I vomited up my frustrations about the scene I was writing and some other whiny stuff I can’t remember. She talked me down. All is well. I’m going to finish this dang-blasted thing yet. I even did a little writing I liked more than hated.
Saturday- Work was work. After, I stopped by my Mom’s ice cream shop to make a couple flavors for her. Should be quick. *Murphy rubs palms together while grinning* First bag of mix I grab, the FIRST one, breaks open and spills on my leg, my boot and the floor. *sigh*
Will Andrew ever escape from under the thumb of the ruthless Murphy?
Is his writing career over before it’s started?
Fear not faithful readers, all is not lost.
Not long after I made it home, I started chatting with equally awesome compadre Kait about my problem scene and she FILLED my head with useful info. Hopefully by now the info’s ruminated enough for me to get to writing and putting that scene behind me.
Here’s your linky.
Follow my ROW80 progress every Wednesday and Sunday and starting February 1st, Tuesdays and Thursdays will be devoted to my Love series. Eight loves that have shaped me into the writer I am.
Also at the bottom of this page in the reviews section is my review a short story by Draven Ames called Nothingness. Please note: It’s available to read on the website until the end of January. Then it’ll only be in print.