I have great excuses. Run down on Thursday. A day spent at the hospital waiting on tests for a loved one on Friday. And now the monthly curse. TMI? Well, tough. This is my life and my blog. I’ll tell it like it is. I was probably so hideously grumpy on Saturday because it was making its arrival known.
Progress on Stone’s Embrace
So I made good progress on this one last week. Can I do it again? Guess it depends on what happens with Dad’s appointments. I do have a little wiggle room for the turn-in date, but I want to finish by the end of the month.
Progress on untitled short contemporary novella
I didn’t mean to start another project when I have so many in the works, but I opened a new document one day after I finished up my pages on STONE and started writing this thing. So far it’s a string of sex scenes in need of a theme and a plot. I’ve sent it to my most trusted friends for help dreaming up a story to go along with the sex. Really have to have a story, darn it.
This week will be a challenge just keeping focused with all the craziness happening around me. Last night I dreamed I was trapped in a house on stilts, deep in a bayou. A terrible storm rattled the roof and water seeped under the front door while I sat on the couch and prayed for it to end. It wasn’t until I saw a scaly back swimming through the murky water that I realized alligators and snakes had come through a window. I climbed higher and higher, arriving at last in the attic. The pitch dark seemed to amplify the sounds of the rain, the slithering snakes, the hissing roar of the gators…
Okay, so the dream must be a metaphor for my life, but the demented writer in me hopes I have more nightmares.
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I would equate the alligators and snakes to the stressful events happening around you. They are clawing to get at you and drag you down.
But yeah it would make for good bits in a story. Suspenseful. A vampire to rescue or torment.
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Brandy!
You would have laughed if you could have seen inside my head when I woke up from that dream. I so wanted to sink back into it that I was picturing gators and snakes and me swinging them by their tails (so I’d be the one in charge if I did make it back in there).
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I know those dreams. The ones where something (small children) wake you up. I love the ones where I fly and am magical. My kids always screw that one up for me.
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I hope this week goes better for you.:)
I can see you kicking the snakes and gators butts. ( I’ve had a BAD WEEK and you will not get the best of me.) lol
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Brandy!
Flying is the best!!
Sheila!
LOL! That was what I was going for all right, but alas, I couldn’t get back there.
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It sounds like you need a break. You definitely had reason to be grouchy over the weekend. I hope this week is better for you than last week.
By the way, I’m glad you’re the one having that dream. I would so not want to remember it if I had had it – which is what usually happens with my dreams anyway. lol