Break? What Break?
Okay, so it’s been two days and I’ve already opened up Writer’s Cafe and pulled up my pinboard/scrapbook to work on something that won’t leave me alone. Or rather, now that the M/M is giving my brain a rest, the other works that I’ve been putting off in favor of it are clamoring to be let out again. I have to admit, though, it does feel good to just noodle again. I can write in first person, in really florid sentences, long and rambling run-on paragraphs that jump subjects hither and yon, and just let my subconscious barf out whatever it feels like doing. And man, I’m just along for the ride.
During the latter part of my writing process, and especially if I’ve hit a rough patch, I’ll find things to do besides writing. Like laundry, cleaning the bathrooms, suddenly cataloguing all my re-purposed gift bags, indexing the spare buttons I’ve saved off clothing for years and years…yeah. I think, though, that in this part of the process, I’m using writing to avoid the holiday preparations I know I have to make. Like wrapping presents. I’ve already dilly-dallied on holiday cards so much that I don’t think I could get ‘em out now if I tried. Yes, I know holiday cards are a great way to let your friends and family know you care, and are a great excuse to do one of those yearly newsletters and include pics of the kids…but there’s something about holiday cards that I just don’t like doing. Oh, I like getting them–I like seeing pics of friends’ kids and finding out their news from the year. And you’d think that being a writer, I’d be publishing epic volumes of What I Did On My Summer/Spring/Fall/Winter Vacation. But maybe it’s because I’m a writer that I have that sense that I need to stay out of the limelight and let my characters do their thing. However, I think most of my family would be happier never meeting some of my characters. But me…I think they’re much more interesting than I am.
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