I’d have to go back into the archives to remember when I posted last.
I get sick and/or distracted, and blogging is the first thing to go.
Can’t promise it’ll get better before it gets worse. Because of my involvement in my church’s Christmas show (henceforth known as LCT), any time that isn’t spent doing something else like–oh, I don’t know… WORK… or some other obligation, is spent focusing on LCT. And any time leftover from that is just spent recuperating.
As much as I love being a part of LCT, and honored to have such a prominent role in its creation, I really loathe a lot of the time I have to spend on it. It takes away time I’d rather spend writing–or, at the very least, pretending to write.
Nanowrimo is just a little over a week away. Can’t do it because of LCT. Got short storie brewing away up in the noggin. Can’t do them because I have no time for them.
Of course, if I were being truly honest, I’d admit that the above paragraphs are lies. It’s all in setting priorities. If writing were all that important to me, I’d be doing it anyway. I’d be using that act of creation to relax and unwind, instead of reading or watching TV (although there are some really interesting and fun new shows this fall).
And, of course, as of Sunday afternoon, I’ll only need to plan out the last few minutes of the last song, and that will only take a couple of hours. Realistically, I could start writing on a regular basis as early as Sunday or Monday.
We’ll see… we’ll see.
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