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I’m ready to write. My file is open, my fingers poised. But wait, I see the e-mail icon. I’m a dog and the bell just rang — watch me drool. I click to e-mail. Ah, it’s a good thing I did. That download I want to listen to will expire in four more hours. Better snag it! Hmm, while I have that folder open, I’ll slide it over to my Zen so I can listen later. Where did I put that thing? Oh yes — it’s in the kitchen.
As long as I’m in the kitchen, I think I’ll make a cup of tea. That will only take a minute, and tea helps me think while I write. Now, while I wait for the water to boil, I’ll unload the dishwasher. I didn’t get around to that earlier.
There, now my tea is too hot to drink, so I’ll take just a minute to put the cereal bowls in the washer, and now I’ll wipe the counters, and put the cinnamon away — Oops! crumbs on the spice shelf. I’ve been meaning to clean that mess, and it’s ant season. Better get to it!
Well, shucks. My tea’s cold. Oh well, I can drink it that way. Let’s get back to the writing.
“It’s for you!” Oh, that pesky phone.
“Hi Grandmama.”
“Hi Anna. How's my sweetie?” This call will take a few minutes, but in three blinks my tiny tot will be in college and I’ll never hear from her. Take it where you can get it.
“I’m hungry. Let’s have lunch.” I glance at my watch and head for the kitchen. We fix sandwiches and eat out on the deck. “I thought I’d go to Home Depot this afternoon. Wanna want to come along and pick up that paint you’ve been talking about?
“I need to write a blog post.”
“Can’t that wait until we get back?”
I guess it can. It’s waited this long. ...
Now I’m really ready. My fingers are poised, my mind is sharp. My mind will be even sharper if I work the daily crossword.
Omigosh! It’s nearly time to start supper. I’d better get this blog post written, because if I don’t, I’ll never get any writing done on the memoir project. Ten minutes. I’ll write for ten minutes! I promise me!
Now what was I going to write about? Oh yes, A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to My Blog.
Write now: Make a list of all the things you do instead of writing. Keep track of them for a couple of days. Then tear up the list and write.
As long as I’m in the kitchen, I think I’ll make a cup of tea. That will only take a minute, and tea helps me think while I write. Now, while I wait for the water to boil, I’ll unload the dishwasher. I didn’t get around to that earlier.
There, now my tea is too hot to drink, so I’ll take just a minute to put the cereal bowls in the washer, and now I’ll wipe the counters, and put the cinnamon away — Oops! crumbs on the spice shelf. I’ve been meaning to clean that mess, and it’s ant season. Better get to it!
Well, shucks. My tea’s cold. Oh well, I can drink it that way. Let’s get back to the writing.
“It’s for you!” Oh, that pesky phone.
“Hi Grandmama.”
“Hi Anna. How's my sweetie?” This call will take a few minutes, but in three blinks my tiny tot will be in college and I’ll never hear from her. Take it where you can get it.
“I’m hungry. Let’s have lunch.” I glance at my watch and head for the kitchen. We fix sandwiches and eat out on the deck. “I thought I’d go to Home Depot this afternoon. Wanna want to come along and pick up that paint you’ve been talking about?
“I need to write a blog post.”
“Can’t that wait until we get back?”
I guess it can. It’s waited this long. ...
Now I’m really ready. My fingers are poised, my mind is sharp. My mind will be even sharper if I work the daily crossword.
Omigosh! It’s nearly time to start supper. I’d better get this blog post written, because if I don’t, I’ll never get any writing done on the memoir project. Ten minutes. I’ll write for ten minutes! I promise me!
Now what was I going to write about? Oh yes, A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to My Blog.
Write now: Make a list of all the things you do instead of writing. Keep track of them for a couple of days. Then tear up the list and write.
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