I took a few weeks off from writing. Again. So shoot me. It finally got cold here about two weeks ago, and I've been hibernating.
I haven't been watching the news either. I don't know what the fuck is going on in the world. Don't know what Trump is up to, nor do I want to. Just tell me when it's over.
Last night we heard what my rational self assumes were large aircraft flying over our town, which is highly unusual. My husband suggested North Korean missiles. I thought aliens (but I always think aliens). Point is, if there was a missile or an alien invasion, I would be the last to know. I'm living in my own little bubble, people. Leave me the fuck alone. I'm not interested in what is happening out there. Sorry. That's just the mood I'm currently in.
And it isn't that I don't want to write. It's just that my inner voice hasn't had much to say lately. Or perhaps I'm not giving it the chance to say anything. Perhaps my life is filled to the brim with ridiculous, self-centered notions that are meaningless in the big picture, and I've failed at life because I've allowed those notions to drown my inner voice, or at least distract me from hearing what she (he?) has to say. Say true.
Okay, inner voice.
(I refuse to call it muse. My inner voice needs a name. How 'bout Airi? It's a character on a Netflix show I've been binging on. I haven't been watching the news, but I've been watching Netflix. So shoot me.)
Airi, I'm listening.
Go for it.
Shoot.
Any time now.
And ... nada. Perhaps I'll prattle on a bit, just because.
I have found I can basically pick up on my book at any time. I just need to take the time to re-immerse myself in Maiki's world. Once I do, I start wondering about this or that and off I go. It's staying on track that is difficile for me. It's MF resistance. I don't have the discipline to consistently work every day. Especially during the holidays, when there are cookies within reach, and countless other things that need doing. Mmm, cookie. I think I'll have another.
And that's why I'm an amateur.
Does menudo mix well with oatmeal chocolate peanut butter cookies? Apparently.
Perhaps I'll go wrap some MF presents.
J. L. Dodd
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