A Whole Jumble of Things

So, Thursday, we meet again…

I am pretty sure right now I would be utterly incapable of writing coherent, good things, so I am just going to say things at my blog and call it done.

I am trying to normalize my hours. I am failing miserably. To be honest, I am not even entirely sure it is Thursday. I think I remember Monday. I drink coffee and tea and, instead of waking me up, I am just sleepy and giddy. I enjoy the sort of loopy, trance-like state of barely being able to stay awake, but having my brain running around like a crack-addled squirrel, but I am pretty sure I annoy the shit out of my friends. guy, Guys, GUYS, hey GUYS…

I have discovered two things harsh my creativity: news and sunlight. I can only handle so much news about dumb people doing stupid shit and possibly blowing up the world or ranty people on either side of the spectrum talking before my brain starts bleeding and I can’t slip into a state that allows me to create the world I need to be in to write my book, or, even worse, I start being a ranty douche bag myself.  Also, I can write while the sun is up if I am writing something like a blog or a paper. The more impossibly late it gets, the more creative I am. I don’t know why it is, but it just is.

So last night, while cracked out and exhausted from trying this stupid normalizing my hours stuff, I was still being all freaked out about revising. I couldn’t figure out why I was so intimidated by it that I was almost paralyzed.  I realized I am not adept at situations where I don’t know what is expected to succeed. I thrived in school because I knew what to do to get the results I wanted. Generally at my jobs I had a clear idea of what to do to be proficient at my job. Writing is this complicated, intangible process. You can study and research and read about writing, and it will help you be a better writer, but it doesn’t fully prepare you for the experience of going through the massive process of writing your first book. After I realized that, I became okay with being freaked out at every turn, because this is some strange on the job training.

Tina is being extremely kind,  and letting Kathleen and I have access to some photos. She is calling our blog stock photography. I am going to take advantage of it. Today, I am leaving you with the parting thought of a picture of Tina’s magnificent toes.

These are some MAGNIFICENT toes!