We’ve been in Hawaii for a week now and yesterday I finally felt more settled and almost comfortable. The suitcases and boxes are put away and making meals has become do-able. I’m able to locate towels for the kids, and Mac’s diapers in drawers. This is a new house for me, bought last summer but under construction for the past 9 months. It’s still in the process of being remodeled though and the downstairs continues to be full of noise, dust, and workers but there’s light at the end of the tunnel and by end of July everything should be done.
Should being the operative word here.
And while Hawaii feels comfortable, the writing does not. It’s been long enough since I did hardcore writing and I’m frustrated by the writing I’m doing here. The deadline for Shey’s book is less than a month away and I can’t afford to lose or waste time and yet when I sit at the little desk I set up in the corner of my bedroom, my mind wanders. I find I just want to sleep. Mac still wakes three or four times a night to nurse and my brain isn’t my brain yet. It’s fuzzy and thick and it wanders when it should be focusing on story and plot and pacing.
But panicking never helps–not relationships or writing–and I’ll never get the book written if I’m negative and stressing. Far better to be calm, and confident, and single minded (okay, a little hard with a 9 week old but still…it’s a good goal). So off I go to write. But while I write, do tell me what’s going on with you. Are you on vacation? Working? Making any fun summer plans? Bring me up to speed when you’ve time as I’ll be checking back in later today to see what’s going on.