Thursday at the Cat Farm

[rolanni]

Slept late, had a leisurely breakfast with my lovely and talented spouse of many years, finished up such raking as I can do of the pine chips under the deck, sat for a while in the Cat Garden, which came All Over dandelions while we were away and is pretty much going to be Jungle this year, and considered the notion that I need to bury Mozart's ashes.   Came inside and brushed two coon cats, also giving one a front-paws manicure.  Sat down at the computer to see what I might like to write next -- Steve is lead on The Gathering Edge, since -- solely my own fault! -- I was lead on Dragon and Alliance.  Been thinking about indulging myself with another Archers Beach novel, or maybe finishing up the third book in the mystery trilogy, or, yanno, writing another story about Tommy Lee, since he has at least one, and possibly two, more owed him.

My brain, however, informs me that it's forgotten how to write.

Well.

This is always a scary event, though it happens -- or least, has happened -- to me frequently.  I've always had to have time to recharge after finishing a novel, and both Dragon and Alliance were very difficult books to write, in life situations that were unique, but similarly challenging.  Still, yes, scary, because, though my brain has, historically, and eventually, remembered how to write -- what if, this time, it doesn't?

What?  I'm a writer; I can find angst in a bowl of corn flakes.

So!  Today's schedule, seeing as there's no writing getting done at this desk, save a blog post and a couple of outstanding emails, today's schedule includes going into town to deposit a reimbursement check and pick up whatever the heck prescription CVS is on about, researching local builders of garages, and also home improvement loans.  That'll be fun.  For recharge, I'll spend some time with my current book -- A Little Princess, which I somehow have never read, though I've probably re-read The Secret Garden at least 50 times.  Lovely sentences.  Need to figure out how to see some stories, too -- so! also today need to research internet streaming services and costs.

That looks like a full day, right there.

What're you doing that's fun?

Comments

brain :)

[nfurman.livejournal.com]

You have stretched the rubber band. Be kind to yourself for a few. Reassemble the parts. Breathe. I , today, am sitting outside and re-reading a book. Many things need done, and I KNOW that if I try to do them all I will relapse. This cannot be forever, but the rest of the week won't destroy all that is. And then, suddenly , one is oneself again. Be well.

Re: brain :)

[rolanni.livejournal.com]

Be well.

And yourself.

[sharon murphy karpierz (from livejournal.com)]

I am archiving and compacting our online data in preparation for changing our service model. Fun, Fun. Especially when I had thought I could do it from home but my program thought otherwise.

[rolanni.livejournal.com]

Grr. Tedious task and having to go into the office to do it just doesn't seem fair.

[kk1raven.livejournal.com]

Been thinking about indulging myself with another Archers Beach novel, or maybe finishing up the third book in the mystery trilogy

If you should choose to indulge yourself in either of these projects, I would look forward to reading the results when you're done. I have confidence that your brain will remember how to write after it has had a rest.

My fun for the afternoon was digging in the garden. I've just come in from trying to figure out how to squeeze the buy-one-get-one-free veggie plants that I bought yesterday into my garden. I really didn't need eight sweet potato plants, but four-packs were $2.50, which was too cheap to resist, and it seemed foolish not to take the second four-pack for free. I don't know what my excuse is for the two peanut plants.

[attilathepbnun.livejournal.com]

You want to make your own home-grown peanut butter?

[rolanni.livejournal.com]

Homemade peanut butter!

brain gas

[gerald heaton (from livejournal.com)]

You slammed out 2 books, 3 short stories, went on a book tour or 2 and lost a friend.
Have a drink, relax and turn your mind off for a few days.
You need it.

I buried both of my Maine coons this week (both 16+). Samantha went in her sleep Monday, and her brother Tuxedo joined her (as always, never apart) last night.

I'm having that drink while I type.

Re: brain gas

[attilathepbnun.livejournal.com]

*offers hopefully-at-least-partially-consoling hugs*

Re: brain gas

[gerald heaton (from livejournal.com)]

Thanks
But we knew they wouldn't last too much longer.
Both had feline leukemia and we were just making their last days as easy as we could.

Re: brain gas

[rolanni.livejournal.com]

It's terrible when they leave us, even when it's expected.

Sympathies from everyone here at the Cat Farm.

[cgbookcat1.livejournal.com]

I hope you have the opportunity to relax and recharge. Whatever you write, we will read, but breaks are important.

Today I supervised a research student and enjoyed the Carousel Tides audiobook on my drive to/from work.