It is an occasion for thanks, and a little bit of frenetic freaking.
Writer’s block? What writer’s block!I have too much to do!!!!!
There is the long-standing commitment to finish the novel so I can be sending it out while I’m nursing around the clock for the next six months…There’s the new Advent book idea, which is my first attempt at book-length nonfiction, and for which, so far, I have spent about twelve hours online looking to see What Is Out There And Who Has Put It There, and I still have that much more to figure out a list of publishers, before I ever manage to start writing the proposal…There is a new song that woke me up two different nights with a complete melody and text fragments, which I haven’t even begun to brainstorm the complete text…There is the need to look at my rejected music and see who I can send it out to next…
And of course, there’s Julianna sitting like a big girl at the kitchen table with tinsel in her hair, eating fresh bread with butter and honey and banging the plate every few seconds to make sure I come check on her. (Very cute.) And Alex, upstairs whining because he wants me to dress him. At least, I think that’s what’s going on. (He insists on sleeping naked for naps. Weirdest thing.)
Well, that’s my life. Nearly 3 hours on the computer trying to process books and publishers has left me completely shot, and it’s time to start dinner and start teaching lessons.
Whew!