I feel like my schedule’s been getting away from me the past few weeks. I haven’t found as much writing time as I usually do. Why? We had the end of term 1 of school (all that grading and extra help and contacting home!) and the beginning of a new one, fun family things, yard work, some meetups with friends, some excursions with my husband… Good things, really. Even the yard work. My husband and I are still very much in the glow of having our first house and first yard. I’m loving being outside and taking care of the property. We filled a lot of leaf bags this weekend, and got to spend time outside together with the dog. Oh, and we washed the dog, and his bed. He will smell really good for a few days…or maybe one… Today, I’m writing right before I transition to doing a little more prep for this next (short!) week. I’m hoping that with this holiday week, I’ll find some extra time. I’m missing my quiet, intense hours.
It’s not that I haven’t written at all. There have been a few snatched, furtive moments, but not those long, satisfying stretches of repeated clicking and clacking of the keys until I truly can’t write any longer…sigh.
Ha ha–well, I have been reading, which has been good. I’m grateful to the “Text to Speech” feature of my Kindle that reads books to me for free while I’m getting ready in the mornings and on my commute. I couldn’t read nearly as much without it. My husband thinks the voice sounds awfully mechanical, and, hey, it’s not an actor, but I’ve gotten used to it. I don’t mind it. Thank you, authors and publishers who have enabled “Text to Speech.”
Here are my writing resolutions for the not-to-distant future:
-Polish my current short story, a deviation from my typical short stories, involving ghosts
-Return to writing my second novel (I’m midway through! I’m leaving the first one on the figurative shelf for now)
-Write another installment for this blog of “Shows I Liked that Got Cancelled”
-Write a post for this blog with my thoughts on some of my recent reads
And, for now, a haiku:
Haiku for Missing My Writing
Well, I have opened
the document. That counts, right?
I miss you. Sorry.