Well, this week got out-of-hand busy in a big hurry. Last Tuesday, I wrote a piece about how I was so full of ideas for various writings that I could not even sleep. Then, I got busy with work and an assortment of other things, and I have not written a damned thing since. The ideas are still there, but I have not sat down in front of computer to write anything out until now. I had my CT scan, and I have worked. I celebrated my friend’s birthday, and took her daughter and my son to yoga, and just like that, the week went bye-bye.
Last night (Friday), I spent the evening with my son, Liam, doing a jigsaw puzzle and listening to him practicing the bass guitar. He is only 12, and such a prodigy. It is a treat to watch him follow in my own footsteps, not that I want him to follow the exact path I took!! I also spent part of the night reminiscing with old friends about our first band together when we were teenagers, (well, my first band; they were already rock stars by the time I joined them). Liam asked if I remembered any of the songs from my first band, and I had to labor just to remember three (it was almost 30 years ago). Good thing there are recordings out there somewhere.
Nevertheless, I have not done any writing. I have not even done very much reading. Well, that is not entirely true; I read blogs all day long, but not any of the books I had planned to read. Too busy.
I really want to get back to that manic mode of writing that I have enjoyed these past few weeks. In my novel, Blue Moon Baby, poor Cody is still stuck in Des Moines. He needs to get to New York City, but I still have him daydreaming in a cheap motel. Have to get that boy moving!
However, there will always be time for that. My son is with me today, and I do not plan to ignore him during that time just so I can crank out another chapter or two. I am only writing now because he is in the shower. I guess that part of being a writer (for some of us, anyway) is finding the balance between writing and the rest of our lives. When I am knocked upside the skull by inspiration, then I will drop everything and write, but I will not waste precious moments with my son forcing words onto a page.
But when he goes back to his mama’s house tomorrow, it’s on!!