I find myself wishing I had more time to write. It seems when I settle down in front of this old machine with a cup of fresh mint tea, the phone rings or someone begins knocking incessantly at my door.
The smoke from the LA fires is burning my nose and throat.
The noise from the busy Interstate down the road drones a consistent and magnificent hum until I believe I may go mad.
However, once I'm in the frame of mind to start placing words on screen in such a way it boggles even my mind, these annoyances seem to fade into the whitespaces of my life.
Yes, day two of this blog. It will be a short entry today as I adjust and try to get the hang of yet another new-fangled fad. That, and my publisher is anxious to see another chapter of my book. Maybe tomorrow I'll try to explain the importance of researching a publisher before you submit your work, and maybe some horror stories to share when I didn't follow my own advice.
Thanks for stopping by.
H
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
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