When I was a kid, I hated P.E. I’d do anything to avoid it – hide, duck, dodge…take cover in the outfield…behind a tree if at all possible.
Not much has changed. I’m forty-three and I’ve dropped the ball. It’s been eleven days since I last posted something to my blog and even that post was only a simple snap of my husband’s conveniently timed typo’d text.
I’ve been neglectful of reading blogs, answering messages, posting to my facebook page and I haven’t checked my Hazy email in months. I opened it the other day, saw that there are over five thousand tidy little envelopes in my inbox to sift through and quickly closed it again.
I’d like to say that it’s because I’ve been buried in writing, but that wouldn’t be the truth. I haven’t been writing. I haven’t been doing much of anything. Trapped in a roundabout, I keep missing my exit, running the vicious circle without escape.
I get overwhelmed by having so many projects that I don’t know where to begin and end up not starting, working on or completing any of them. My kitchen cupboards need a good gutting of all the cumulative bits and bobs that somebody, not me of course, keeps sneaking in, I have a desk to paint, I need to dismantle my son’s massive loft bed so he can stop sleeping with his nose half an inch from the ceiling, I have an office that has morphed into one over-sized junk drawer and don’t even get me started on the garage. No really, I don’t want to start on the garage.
And I can’t type of course, while all of these undone tasks have my fingers tied together with their loose ends, but for the one thing I have no choice in, (thank goodness for deadlines!) my upcoming interview on WOW. My runner-up short story, Magic, and my ridiculous bio, can be found HERE. The interview itself, should be published sometime in April or early May.
If it weren’t for my blog and contest excitement, I’m not so sure I’d be writing at all, so today I give thanks for the side of me that apparently wants people to know my name and to the entities that grant me a voice, ensuring I’m heard above my own silence.
Congrats on the stories! I know exactly how you feel by being overwhelmed. I have finally decided to asking myself “What do I really want to focus on” and if something comes up that isn’t that thing, I say no. Right now that thing is Minecraft and my review blog, lol. 😀
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Thank you, Green Embers! I appreciate your visit and feel honored not to be on the ‘no’ list. ;0)
We all have to focus. Sometimes easier said than done!
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You are missed Hazy!
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And it’s definitely nice to be!
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Sounds like we’re living in the same world. Company this weekend forced me to clean the bedroom across from my office and I found myself in here actually moving things and dusting. Then this afternoon, I forced myself to sit down with the WIP. I’ve been putting out things on my blogs (and thank you for always commenting), but not great stuff. It’s a little embarrassing. Start with the son’s nose out of the ceiling, and go where that takes you!
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I feel the same way. I post something, believe it’s terrible, not to mention embarrassing and then I wonder why I posted it in the first place. Ours is a world full of crazy, PC.
By the way, chores and paperwork suck.
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Wow, sounds like you have massive amounts going on! Good luck with it all 🙂
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Oh my, it’s taken me way too long to respond, hasn’t it? I’m a terrible blogger buddy at the moment. I will get better…again…I promise!
Thank you so much for your visits, Harliqueen! I really appreciate them.
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One thing at a time, Hazy. Congrats on the interview 😀
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I wish it were one thing at a time, Dianne. Someone is out to get me! Ha ha. 😉
Thank you so much!!
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Sometimes you need to take a break. No biggie. Congrats on the interview!
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Thanks, Phil. I’ll be over to visit you soon!
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Two things:
1. Life is chaotic and wonderful and awful and busy and beautiful. I believe (and I think you’ll agree) that writing makes it better, makes the world a better place, even, but you can’t always write. Sometimes you have to live. There’s nothing at all wrong with that!
2. Your PE avoidance strategy (“hide, duck, dodge”) sounds an awful lot like dodgeball…
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Yes, yes and yes. 😀
Dodgeball was my least favorite. I never understood the excitement and appeal of anticipating a pummeling by a rapidly thrown, hard red ball…?
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I remember enjoying dodgeball, but I have no idea why…
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Some people are weird like that. ;0)
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