A Spec in Time Series

I don’t want to do life. No, that is not a cry for help. I have no time to jump off a bridge. I just don’t want to do anything but work on the story. I don’t want to clean, walk, eat, or see people. I want to be left alone. Yet there are jobs, people near and dear to me, work-persons, lions, tigers, and bears! Well, a bear may be okay. I make the most of the 2 hours here and 30 minutes there to work on it and write things like blogs, emails, and letters.

There is dog walking, yard cleaning, and flowers to plant. Kitchens to mop, house to vacuum, and dust. Let’s not forget that puppy who still needs constant training. To him, everything is just that much more exciting than the last thing. I’m lucky that I haven’t deleted huge swaths of the story while throwing my laptop down to grab him and train him to stop barking at a neighbor’s dog, kid, or leaf. Dinner with family, and time with my game developer. I know that I shouldn’t complain but unlike Spec I am all too human and I get anxious about getting things done.

It’s a good thing that I don’t watch TV. I haven’t even played video games lately. I don’t find them interesting. I just want to write. I would worry about being manic, but I have confirmation that is not an issue. I hate the usage of that word – issue. Why not problem, when did that go out of fashion? I have been around manic people; I can push myself, but never for more than a day. Usually, it is because the puppy did something stupid. This is a deep focus.  

I can’t even finish this without taking a break to go do something.

Now I am back to finish this so that I can do another hour or so on the book before I fall asleep on the couch. It is not good to write as I am drifting off, I know that: read it, and deleted it. Today is yet another day to carve out some time to finish this blog and there is a dust bunny within view. There that is gone. My house is a dust bunny breeding ground it seems. I catch and release them into a nice silver can, then a big truck takes them away to be free and run on ‘the farm.’ They probably come straight back here.

It is spring finally, there are things to plant and plants to put outside. It is a busy time of the year. I will get it done; I know, but book 2 is still so exciting. I can’t wait for you to read it.