Life in progress


#SoCS – Cozy Mosey

I’m just gonna mosey on over to my laptop like I didn’t promise last week to hit it early, and write an ol’ blog post. You know, I could just change the prompt to Stream of Consciousness Sunday. Would anyone notice?


I went to great lengths to get some writing done today. I sat in the back seat of my car with my computer–no Internet access–all cozy-like while a thunderstorm raged outside, and I still managed to procrastinate a bit as I tried to type. I managed a little under 800 words, bringing my third book of my series up to 72,600 words so far. I figure I’ve got about 18K left to go to get to the end of the story.

I’ve been procrastinating a lot this week. I meant to post the mid-month reminder for the Escapist Coloring Club but I didn’t get around to it. May is also the month I should have posted the contest for the new One-Liner Wednesday badge. I’m seriously, honestly going to miss our monkey friend. But I suppose it’s only fair to give the picture back to Cheryl and let someone else have a chance. I won’t complain AT ALL if she decides to enter the same badge back into the contest, though. (hint, hint)

I shall do that this week. As for the Coloring Club thing, may as well wait for June 1st, eh?

I don’t mind putting it off. In fact that’s what I’m best at these days.

But only when it’s my own stuff I’m working at.

I need to start treating myself as if I was my own client. Then I’d get everything done. On time.

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I love being “in the zone.” Totally concentrated on what I’m doing. Especially when I’m writing. People talk to me and I know somewhere on the edge of consciousness they’re asking me a question. Once, twice, and then maybe the third time they ask, I’ll answer with a completely inappropriate word.

Son: Have you fed the dog?

Me: Cupboard.

Son: Mom?

Me: Uh … the food’s in the cupboard.

Son: I know where it is. Has he eaten yet?

Me: Okay, thanks.

That sort of thing. And they think I’m zoned out, but I’m zoned in, man. Like, totally zoned IN. (Sorry, Cheech and Chong were on Stephen Colbert last week and I seem to be channeling Tommy Chong.) It’s all a matter of perspective. I’m guessing nobody would want to be in my zone with me anyhow. At least not farther into my zone than the filtered version that my writing offers. This zone’s deep and scary, man. Deep and scary.


#SoCS – Excuses

Mmmm… this is a lovely cup of coffee. So warm and fragrant on a cold winter morning. I sit here with my puppy at my elbow, licking his front paw and the kid on his laptop, grinding his teeth as he’s done since he began to grow teeth… it’s one of those habits that you do when you’re concentrating on something else. Like sticking your tongue out. Apparently when I concentrate the corners of my mouth turn down and I look miserable. I’m not doing it now because I’m thinking about it.

It’s weird, the things we do without thinking about them. I’m guilty of sticking my tongue out when I’m concentrating on a physical activity. My “misery” look is reserved for when I’m doing something on my lap, like writing, reading, or knitting. I think once in a while about picking up knitting again. I used to do it when I watched TV – it was something to do with my hands that I didn’t have to look at. I’ve always been a multi-tasker I suppose, even before it was a well-used phrase. I have to wonder if that is the reason, in part, why I have to get up and walk away once in a while from my intense concentration on my writing. Or maybe that’s just an excuse to snack…

I admit it. I graze. I know I shouldn’t, and there have been times when I’ve been able to stop for months on end. But I always seem to fall back into the pattern of eating when I’m bored, or when I’m procrastinating.

I have a busy day ahead of me. One kid wants to go to a movie and the other wants to go for a ride on the city bus. The latter wanted to go to the mall for something. Earlier in the week I thought it was a good idea, but now I can’t remember what it was we needed to get. I really should write lists more often. Having a cell phone with me all the time is like carrying around a notepad and a pen – I really have no excuse.

I wondered what I should title this post. Now I know.

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