|three pens, six nibs, public domain|
We've had a situation in my house for the last couple of weeks. My husband had knee replacement surgery and the knee part is doing great. Not so for the patient, though. He first had a rare drug reaction, then another one, then another one. He doesn't remember much of the last two weeks and, for most of that time, didn't know where or who he was. Needless to say, I haven't gotten much writing done!
The drug problems seem to be mostly (ALL, I hope!) over and I need to get back to writing! But I've gotten out of the habit. Now, how did I used to approach my day?
The internet contacts and messages have gotten out of hand while I've been mostly absent, so I'm madly skimming, deleting, and archiving most of it. I'll probably miss something vitally important, like the top agent that has fallen in love with my writing and wants to give me a full-page NYTimes ad when my next novel comes out. Maybe he/she will write again after I delete that email.
Logic tells me, when I look around, that I should clean up the office first, but I'm VERY anxious to get back to the WIP I left hanging in December. And there are tax files from 2011 to organize before 2012 info starts piling up. Maybe a little of each task every day? I'm not like that. I like to finish things.
I have been jotting down notes in case I want to do to a character what was done to my poor husband. The things he was saying under the influence were so funny that I was laughing and crying at the same time. That kind of thing needs to be used.
Well, time to help hubby with some physical therapy. After that, ONWARD!
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