So, I’m writing this book. It’s a quilty sort of book, that much I can tell you. It’s a quilty sort of book about a topic that I feel pretty passionate about, something I have a lots of opinions on. So one might think that coming up with roughly 40, 000 words wouldn’t be all that hard. I mean, let’s face it, I think too much, and always have something to say. Now’s my chance, wouldn’t you say?
And yet, some days the words just don’t want to fall in the right order. I think, yes, this is where this fact goes, except that I need to tell that fact first, and I don’t think that fact belongs here. I think, geeze, this is getting dry, or, rein it in, girl, you’re getting too silly. Let’s not put fun before information, but then, geeze, this is getting dry.
On days like that just about any distraction will do. I wish I could dvr the east coast earthquake because some folks here in Saginaw felt it and I didn’t know to pay attention. Not that I want another earthquake, but that being able to back up the television to see what he really said is messing with my head.
Out the back window of the studio, the daily parade of momma turkey and her babies offers momentary distraction. She heads south in the morning and the back north in the afternoon. I think there are actually four or five babies, they pop into the high weeds for snacks.
Out the front window the momma deer is back, helpfully cleaning up the fallen crab apples. Last night she had two darling little fawns with her. They must be napping. I don’t think she’s so adorable when she’s snacking on my rose bushes or cleaning out the bird feeders.
This is one of two peaches our little tree produced this year. The other one was very tasty and juicy. I may eat this one tomorrow before I leave for New York. It’s not quite ready today.
Our little apple tree is doing better. They are just starting to redden, so they have a ways to go yet. Watching these apples ripen could provide plenty of distraction on days when the words won’t play nice with me.
The problem with all this goofing off, of course, is the DEADLINE. I’ve had a bit of reprieve, the deadline has been extended a week (my editor is going on vacation). But I still have about fifteen thousand words to get into the right order. Sure it’s just a first draft, but it needs to be a pretty good first draft so that when we kick it around it doesn’t fall completely apart.
But for now, there’s packing to do. The step outs for the new classes are done. All the hand outs are packaged. Everything’s ready to go, I just need to pile it into the suitcases. Oh, and there’s a Tigers game on tonight…
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