Friday, May 27, 2016


How much time do you think you waste in one day? How about one week or one month? I believe if we could figure it out, we would be a bit sick to our stomachs.

I'm bringing this up because I wasted a whole lot of time this week at my day job without knowing it until today. A person in our department is quitting and we hired somebody from a temp agency to replace her. I'm the main trainer (because let's face it, I know it all :0). Well, the new person isn't going to stay. Now, mind you, we are extremely short handed as it is. Our supervisor is out on sick leave. One of our other staff is also out on sick leave. This leaves 2 of us to do all the work. TWO. I don't have time to waste training somebody who isn't going to stay. It is slow and tedious and my work piles up and I'm too damn old and cranky.

Plus I had plans to write this week. I e-mailed my WIP to myself and I was going to sneak in a few words here and there during slow periods at work. Well, that idea flew out the window along with my patience. Why oh why can't I be rich and stay at home and write? I know there is a hell, because I'm in it.

Oh well, enough bitching. I have a three day weekend and I'm going to glue my butt in my chair and write, write, write.

What are your plans for this weekend? I would love to know.

Friday, May 13, 2016

FRIDAY STIR FRY - Writing Is Hard (or is it?)

No, writing is not like digging ditches hard. Your life isn't on the line like a police officer's every time you sit down to write. There isn't a dangerous flame licking at you like it does a firefighter.

It's brain hard. Trying to come up with the right word, the perfect twist, the heroine's snarky comeback. And that's just the creative phase. Then you have the edits and the edits and the edits.

Sometimes it's hard just to get started whether you're in the middle of a story or the beginning. The fear of failure can seize your brain power and make it impossible to come up with even one word let alone a whole page.

Then (and this is the magic part), other times the words flow out your fingers like a rushing mountain stream. Nothing gets in the way and the exhilaration you feel has no equal. This is what keeps us coming back. What wakes us up in the morning and keeps us up late into the night. This is the joy of writing.

Wouldn't it be nice if we could bottle that feeling up and just pour it out when the writing becomes hard?