Oh, how I have neglected you, Fair Citizens of the Internet!
I didn’t plan to be gone this long from the blog, I swears.
Normally I might as well just put a big X through the months of July and August because I get nothing done with the kids home from school, but that has emphatically not been the case this summer.
Of course productivity has come at a great price. I’ve been leading a Spartan existence of nothing but writing and yelling at my kids to pick up their wet towels off the floor. That’s it. Write, write, write. PICK UP YER DANG TOWELS. Write some more. DIDN’T I JUST TELL YOU TO PICK THAT TOWEL UP?
What a bore. I’m sure I’ve created a fun deprivation vacuum that’s the exact shape and size of my body.
And by the way, I’m starting to think that taking wrong turns is my literary M.O. It’s like I have some perverse need to go off in the wrong flipping direction in order to find the right one. It’s exasperating because I have to then delete a lot of words. This makes for Great Sadness, which in turn leads to Great Rationalization: I wouldn’t be where I am if I hadn’t sent the story off in the wrong direction first.
This makes me feel better not at all, but I say it to myself anyway. Then I have drink.
Then I have another drink.
Then I start drunk dialing my Muse and ask him why he has to be such a punk all the dang time. He respectfully reminds me that there’s always something I gain from the detours he sends me on and that inevitably, something I find along the wrong trail will become integral to the right one I later discover. I then accuse him of being needlessly douchey about the whole thing, and the conversation ends with something like, “Oh, yeah? Say that to my face, why don’t you?”
You can see how hard I’m trying here. I’m trying to believe that nothing is ever wasted when it comes to writing. Two wrongs can make it right in the end.
Enough of that. Did you finally manage to get a tan this summer without all those weird strap marks?
Nah. Me neither.
Actually my tan looks very much like the background of this post.