The Blah's
Otherwise known as: Steph stole my post!
Seriously, her take on control and waiting is just what's been going through my mind the last few days, although I have to admit mine has been more about my house than my writing.
I'm at loose ends. I have things to do around here -- I could paint furniture. I could . . .
Um.
I could paint furniture. But why? The rooms to hold that furniture won't be completed for months now.
So I could paint that furniture, but why? I can paint it over fall break . . .
If we're closer to having those rooms finished.
Can you tell my renovations are driving me nuts right now? Come on, give me a break . . . I'm well into year TWO of living in renovation hell, and the end is nowhere in sight.
Does this sound familiar? The analogy can be applied to writing in so many ways . . .
I could work on finishing MOU, which, by the way, was one of my summer goals. But why?
I could work on revising HOTM, but . . . again, why?
I could, I could, I could.
Why? Why? Why?
I am seriously lacking in motivation this week, which is pretty odd, considering how driven I've been on the house, unit plans, and yes, even writing, this summer.
Want to know what the answer to why is? As in, why paint the furniture? Why work on MOU or HOTM or the new WIP?
Because.
I don't have control over the issues that keep cropping up with our renovations and seem hellbent on keeping me in renovation hell for another year.
I don't have control over how quickly my editor reads the two fulls I subbed in June.
I don't have control over . . .
Get the idea?
I do, however, have control over me. I have control over the writing. And yes, the darn painting. So I'm giving in to the blah's today . . .
And tomorrow I write!
***
(PS -- you have until midnight tonight to be entered in my bookthong giveaway -- all you have to do is comment on one of this week's posts!)
Seriously, her take on control and waiting is just what's been going through my mind the last few days, although I have to admit mine has been more about my house than my writing.
I'm at loose ends. I have things to do around here -- I could paint furniture. I could . . .
Um.
I could paint furniture. But why? The rooms to hold that furniture won't be completed for months now.
So I could paint that furniture, but why? I can paint it over fall break . . .
If we're closer to having those rooms finished.
Can you tell my renovations are driving me nuts right now? Come on, give me a break . . . I'm well into year TWO of living in renovation hell, and the end is nowhere in sight.
Does this sound familiar? The analogy can be applied to writing in so many ways . . .
I could work on finishing MOU, which, by the way, was one of my summer goals. But why?
I could work on revising HOTM, but . . . again, why?
I could, I could, I could.
Why? Why? Why?
I am seriously lacking in motivation this week, which is pretty odd, considering how driven I've been on the house, unit plans, and yes, even writing, this summer.
Want to know what the answer to why is? As in, why paint the furniture? Why work on MOU or HOTM or the new WIP?
Because.
I don't have control over the issues that keep cropping up with our renovations and seem hellbent on keeping me in renovation hell for another year.
I don't have control over how quickly my editor reads the two fulls I subbed in June.
I don't have control over . . .
Get the idea?
I do, however, have control over me. I have control over the writing. And yes, the darn painting. So I'm giving in to the blah's today . . .
And tomorrow I write!
***
(PS -- you have until midnight tonight to be entered in my bookthong giveaway -- all you have to do is comment on one of this week's posts!)
posted by Linda Winfree at 4:03 PM
1Comments:
Hello, Wow seems like you have so much to do LoL. I don't know but I love to paint. I always had fun painting *G*
Well I wish you the best of luck.
HUGSSSS
Linda.H.
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