No, I have not been playing in my She Shed :-) I have actually been
writing my book. I promised my Mama that I would get it done, and
although she never saw it's fruition in her lifetime, I certainly want to
get it finished in her memory, and Daddy's too!
Writing a book is all consuming. It's hard to focus on much else.
Scheduling is tough too. A writer hides out in their own little world,
and few understand that kind of solitude. Some people think I am
a hermit, a loner. I would say they are partially correct. I actually
enjoy my own company. That's not all of it though. I have to spend
time alone to get into my character's heads.
Little interruptions during the day disturb the cadence. Charlie, who
sprays for mosquitos outside. The plumber. John who sprays the
inside and outside of the house to keep the roaches away. You
should see the size of the tree roaches in the street when Bentley
and I take our nightly walk! David texting from work because he
wants me to research something. The normal kind of interruptions
of life that are typically acceptable, become major ones for
a writer deep in thought.
I could write late at night and then sleep during the day, but I
don't think that will work for me. I have been faithfully getting
in a workout everyday and I now sleep very soundly all through
the night. No more insomnia! So now that I have a good
sleeping pattern established, I hate to disrupt it. So I grab
parts of the day to work, but my routine is not yet firmly
established.
If it seems as though I am ignoring you, well, I am. If I
chatted with you all of the time I would never get any work
done. Forgive me. I still love you and have not forgotten you.
At the moment I am trying to make everything run smoothly.
It will, I promise, it will. Then I'll be back and we can have
lots of long chats. In the meantime, there will be little
chats about what is ever floating around my mind.
Big Texas Hugs,
Susan and Bentley