A Big Weekend

In spite of the best laid plans of Mice and Greg, this weekend didn’t quite go to plan… 

On the bright side, we (dear Wife and I), managed to paint the bathroom and toilet, transforming them from brown walled booths of depression, to white walled wonders!  In spite of a few things going wrong, as per normal in the home handy man game, they actually came up pretty good, and both of us have been left with a great sense of satisfaction.  Lots more painting to go, but we’ll tackle it one room at a time…

Then today, I woke up and realised that I’m 4000 words behind with my novel, no dramas, got a couple of jobs to knock off before I sit down at the ol’ keyboard.  A quick walk to the shops with the dogs to get the papers at 6am, then over the road to help my neighbour shovel and barrow approx 14 cubic metres of chip bark for his gardens.  I felt pretty good while we were into, and after a few hours we had emptied the bin, and I toddled home for a shower, a beer and a sandwich. 

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Just a few barrow loads to go...

After lunch I fired up the laptop, then went down harder than a schoolbag on a Friday afternoon, slumping unconscious over my laptop.  Word count: 23.  An hour later I surfaced with the letters QWERTY dented into my forehead, and spent an hour and a half typing out just under 3500 words.  A good result. 

Followed this up with a walk down at the marina, wash the dogs, clean up round the house, and a quiet read on the deck as night fell.  It sort of dawned on me, that every November this happens.  Every November I clear my calendar to write my novel, and every year I get sidetracked by some project or another.  It’s dawned on me that perhaps I ‘need’ a project to keep me occupied when I’m not writing?  To keep me moving, to stop from getting stagnant perhaps.  Who knows.  If I’m able to produce the necessary words, while working on the house (and someone else’s gardens), imagine how much I’d get done if I was doing it full time…

I’ve got a feeling that it wouldn’t be very much, because the sense of urgency would be missing.  And, it’s pretty obvious I need to be under the pump to get results. 

Lucky me.    



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