I need a vacation from my own head.
Okay, I’ll be honest. I think my family could use a vacation from the one I have now. Living with me lately has probably been similar to living among thousands of hot, electrical wires. I noticed they’ve been walking slow, eyes darting left and right…
I’m just plain frustrated. I simply can’t keep up with my own life and I haven’t been able to write a word on the new book in over a month.
When I’m not writing, I’m not happy and for some reason, this bugs those around me. Go figure. 😉
My life was hectic when I was writing full time and taking care of this busy family. Adding another job to that has left me scrambling just behind my world, weighted down with list after list of things that need to get done.
I spent ten hours in front of a computer screen yesterday (most of it last night) and not one second of it was on my fiction. So, I kind of felt like a hot wire. And not hot in a good way either. No, not with the ragged “I didn’t have time to fix” hair, the tired, clawed hands and the petrified muscles that made me walk like I had a… never mind. heh heh
So, I wanna use someone else’s head for awhile. Preferably someone who has plenty of experience in writing best-sellers. I’m not talking trade-out here. No, I wouldn’t do that to someone else.
My big ol’ head can get dusty on a shelf somewhere while the new one helps me kick out a bestseller or two. Yeah, that sounds like a plan.
Oops, gotta go. Child number one just called with changes in the daily marching band stuff. And mom’s off again!