My last post, I congratulated myself on a job well done. The taming of wilds of the "big backyard" had seen progress and I had done it. Me.
As it turns out, the "big backyard" is as wild and unruly as ever.
You see, I hadn't had the last word.
The "big backyard" had sneaky trick up its sleeve. One I could have seen if I were paying attention, looking for such sneaky underhanded methods of attack.
Poison ivy.
Two days after my attack with the lopping shears, the first blisters appeared. By the time a week had passed, my right arm to the elbow was sporting a sleeve of them, my left and both legs each had a generous sprinkling as well. Now, nearly two weeks later, I look like I went a few rounds with a ring full of angry cats with barbed wire for claws.
Thank heaven for Benadryl.
Writing-wise, I made huge progress with the novella I've been working on for Effie's contest but I don't believe I'll have it ready to be submitted by the May 7 deadline. There are easily another 4 or 5K words it'll need to wrap itself up, words I was hoping to write this past week. Words I already had in my head. Until my secondary character planted his heels and insisted he be a main character (MC). After a certain point, every word I wrote was from his perspective. I liked what he had to say, so I went with it. But now, he's quiet. He said his piece and is waiting patiently for me to direct the next bit. Which would normally be when my initial MC would pick up the thread and manipulate it into the weave and warp of the story. But she's not. She hasn't spoken to me all week except to say "No, I wouldn't say that. Take it out."
*backspace, backspace, backspace....*
I gave up taming my backyard. The landscapers, a luxury worth EVERY penny, now do battle on my behalf. I feel like a squire, who lords over his land, while dispensing cold water or Coronas if its Friday.
ReplyDeleteYou are a hearty, Lass, Laurie. And you have the battle scars to prove it!
Now, to whip that fickle Muse of yours into shape. Then can you whip mine?
Oh, Miss Laurie!! I will send you MORE Benadryl if you need it!
ReplyDeleteSpeedy recovery for you! You're one in a million sister, if there's anything I can ever do for/with you please never hesitate to ask!!
Good luck with your novella! I'm positive it's going to rock hard! (Psst, you can send it to me when/if you like)
Hugs and Hersey's to you!
Lol, KB. Vermont grows her girls tough. ;)
ReplyDeleteHey Kara! Lol, thanks.
My muse littered my dreams with ideas last night. Most of the specifics were forgotten when I woke up, but I have the general idea. Unfortunately, the next three weeks are going to be nuts. Unless things go much differently than anticipated, I'll have no time for writing. Fingers crossed anyway, but it doesn't look like I'll finish my novella by the 7th for the contest, let alone have it polished. I'll finish it, no worries, but it won't be until my Real Life settles down.
See you guys later!
*waves*