Yes, I know, I know. I got some writing done this weekend but it was slower going than I wanted. No excuses. I just didn’t spend enough time with fingers on keys.
It happens. Life happens. If I have a chance to spend time with my son instead of writing, I’m going to take that. Sorry, but I have enough regrets in my life without layering that crap on top. I love our time and I’ll guard it with my life, so if I end up not getting to the writing until much later than I wanted to, well, I can live with that I guess. I’d rather end life with an unfinished novel than an unfinished son.
Okay, enough sad songs played on tiny violins. The truth is, yes, I spent time with my boy, but I also spent time with the Internet, Facebook in particular, and YouTube offered its assistance in wasting my time too. Yeah, I’d love to tell you it was all quality time with my boy (but my daughter gets face time with me on weekends too, just so you know), but it really wasn’t. And if I ask him to shut down the PS3 so I can write, he doesn’t even grumble.
Nope, as much as I’d like to convince you – and thereby me – that the reasons I didn’t finish my novel(la) were noble…they were mostly lazy. I only get two days off a week, after all, and I like to spend them being off, so sometimes I do nothing. Okay, a lot of times I do nothing.
So, we’re close. I think only a few more scenes are going to do it. I actually got some writing in last night (a Tuesday, rare for me), and I’ve adjusted some of my before-dinner habits to make sure I have enough after-dinner time to sink myself into some effort before it’s bedtime.
Having a day job sucks, but I’ve started to recognize how useless my time between getting home and dinner actually is. I can’t really get anything done on the Internet. I can’t write anything, really. I have a pretty short time span normally. So doing the things I need to get out of the way is a boon for me.
That also provides me a more relaxed time before I hit the rack. And if that translates to better sleep (not yet, but it’s only been a few days yet) I’m going to favor that too.
Anyway, we’re in the final confrontation scene at this stage. I think there won’t be too many things beyond that – some wrap-up stuff to pull all the strings taut and tie ’em off – and then this one’s in the hopper.
I’ll keep you posted if you’re interested. (If not, don’t come here for a bit.)