It’s flippin’ hot outside!!! With no sign of relief for quite some time. I think I will spend as much time as I possibly can inside out of the heat and humidity.
I tend to write better on cold days than I do on hot days. Why? Because I like coffee too much. I don’t want to drink coffee on days like this. But today, the words are coming easily for me. Why? Because I’m not planning anything, I’m just writing. I’m writing anything that comes into my head. I will sort it out at a later date.
Someone once asked me why I write so much. I couldn’t think of an answer. I think no matter what I said wouldn’t be a satisfying answer for this person either. My answer to him was something I heard somewhere: “I’d rather be a failure at something I love, rather than a success at something I hate.”
Even if I don’t ever get published, I’m happy with what I do. Why? Because I don’t write for publication but for myself. It’s my escape from the stresses of every day life. Ask my hubby, I get very cranky when I’m not writing!
And write I do. My husband works an eight hour day with two hours travel time both ways. So he’s gone for ten hours. I open whatever I’m working on before he goes to work and most of the time, I write until after he comes home. One day, I kept track of the times I wrote. It was equal to two shifts at hubby’s job. Sixteen hours. I write when I don’t feel well unless I can’t get out of bed. I write when I’m happy and I write when I’m sad. Sometimes the words reflect my feelings, other times you can’t tell how I feel. I write until I can no longer stand the sight of my own words. I write because it’s just what I do. Maybe the people around me don’t understand the reasons why but they do understand that it’s a part of me. Now if I can just get them to understand that when I’m writing, I’m working and don’t want to be interrupted. Which brings me back to the heat…my desk is in the living room right in front of the A/C. There’s also the TV and the family’s noise. I can tune it out and still work but maybe I should think about moving to another room to keep them from interrupting me. LOL
Something for me to think about, right?
Thank you for taking the time out of your busy day…
