A Good Year

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A GOOD YEAR

      Karen elbowed her sleeping husband, “Oh my God! Brian look! Wake up,” she said, shaking his arm.

     He yawned and rubbed his eyes. “Sorry babe, I’m exhausted from the wedding.”

     She pulled him toward the window. “It’s the blimp!”

     Sure enough, high above the clouds, as though their own personal escort, floated the Goodyear blimp.

     Brian’s heart swelled to near bursting, with love for his young bride as the window of the plane reflected back the child-like delight in her eyes.

      Karen squeezed his hand, smiling, “It’s going be a good year.”

Writing Referee?

I need a referee for my writing time. Someone in a striped get-up with a whistle to blow every time someone, steps out of  bounds into my writing arena. I can see it now, the shrill scream of the whistle as the referee throws his arm out, screaming, “Out of bounds! You’re outta here!”

But, I haven’t been very lucky persuading my husband the need for another man around the house. Go figure. With that option off the table, I’m left having to re-evaluate my time management. Or, better yet find a balance.

80/20

The 80/20 Rule, also known as the  Pareto Principle, states that 20 percent of our efforts produce 80 percent of your results.  Boy, I’ve been working too hard! Perhaps, I’ve simply worked poorly. Trying to juggle family, friends, and trying to find time for writing. I can tell you, it hasn’t been working well. My output and creativity have suffered. I’ve been sidelined the last few weeks. On the bench, and out of the game. Why?

Sidetracked: 

  1. Distractions:  The everyday kind. The phone. You know the thing that never leaves our hands or        hips. The email or tweets that beep and chirp constantly. The house that needs attending. Grocery Shopping. Life. The unexpected.
  2. Family and friends: Including the four legged kind. We love them, but family activities can be demanding on our time. Whether it is the child/grandchild, your spouse, the aged parent needing attention, or the dog who needs walking, there are only so many hours in the day. At times, it seems, everyone is pulling on our apron strings (so to speak).
  3.  And then there is work: I’m fortunate enough to be retired, thank God, but I understand the demands of a full time job. They can be exhausting. Add all the rest, and finding time for writing takes a lot of planning.

What to Do:

  1. Be realistic and change your expectations. Otherwise you’ll lose the joy, passion and desire you had to begin writing.
  2. Set a schedule. Work it into your day-to-day, but build in some flexibility for those unforeseen situations that will always arise.
  3. Set Priorities. I know all about the hype on social networking. Tweet, LinkedIn, Pin interest, Facebook and the zillion other sites on the net. They are intoxicating, captivating and additive. They also can rob you of value time.
  4. Focus: What is it you want to accomplish? A novel? Anthology of short stories, Self-publish an Ebook? Short fiction guru? Competition? Publication in literary magazines? All are great goals, and I believe one can do some of those things simultaneously. However, when time is an issue, can one do them well?
  5. Re-evaluate your goals. When things are hectic it might be time to look over your goals. Are they too lofty, for right now? Too much? Too soon? Can you accomplish your project in smaller sections? In other words, take smaller bites.
  6.  Re-evaluate your time: Put your life  and writing in perspective. 80/20 it.
  7. Change it up. Do something different. Take a break. Breathe. Whether it’s reading a good book, different from your favorite genre, trying your hand at poetry or painting, make a change. Give yourself permission to relax.
  8. I don’t need a referee and neither do you. We need perspective. Writing is about inspiration, fun and passion. Our words aren’t going anywhere, but family and friends do. Our kids grow up, move away, friends drift into their own lives, and parents grow old, forgetful and leave us. A little balance sounds good to me.

What The Hell Was I Thinking?

Okay. I admit I bit off more than I can chew with my 2012 writing resolutions and let’s see…oh, it’s only day four of 2012! I’m so frazzled I had to check a calendar! Four days into the new year and I don’t know what day it is. Perfect. What do you expect? I’m new at this, AND I had this insanely jacked up muse who reappeared after sneaking off with Santa’s helper, for an exotic vacation from who knows where, ready to go.

My God, Mr. Elf has her smiling and oozing energy into the atmosphere. Hell, even I’m tingling. Does he have a brother?

Anyway, I’m not sure now if it was her or the glass ball dropping in Time Square, but the ideas for getting the writing ball rolling (no pun intended) were just bouncing around the room. She squealed with delight as our plan began to take shape, and I ran around going “Yeah, I can do that, sure, sounds great! “After all, I’m retired, piece of cake. 500 words a day, a blog, a short story, one word writing exercises daily, writing prompts, join another writer’s group, hell, seemed easy. Especially with the wine we were consuming.

Well, it was New Year’s Eve. Only problem… life gets in the way of grand schemes.

Little things like husbands – who call right when you sit down to write those 500 words – “Honey, I need you to come pick me up, I’ve left my car at the mechanic’s,” or the dogs that need walking- you can’t very well let them do their business in the house. The laundry- can only pile so high before you have to give in and do it. I tried running loads while writing, but somehow I kept losing focus, I can’t imagine why? And there’s always the unexpected visitor, the dreaded grocery day- I hate grocery day and our children – OMG our children – need I say more?

So, yeah looks as though I might want to reevaluate my resolutions. I might have been a little over zealous in listening to a giggling over satisfied muse back from a romp with her Elf, but for now, I’ll keep pushing myself. I may not reach every goal, but at least I won’t be idle.

Here’s, to achieving our writing goals in 2012!

 

Is It Good if They Shudder???

I love writing and belonging to a writer’s group. Receiving constructive criticism has improved my skills and pushed me to discover things about myself. So, it was with some trepidation I submitted a short story for their critique this past month. I knew would give them pause.

It was a genre I hadn’t written before, contained language I hadn’t seen in any of the groups’ writings, and the subject matter was deadly, diabolically so. I had written a short story about a woman murdering her husband, and I’d had a ball doing it. My husband and I shared many laughs, although he did make an announcement at Thanksgiving…. “If anything should ever happen …”

I admit I was a little nervous as I arrived at our monthly meeting, and when my time came for the round table critique, silence ensued. I wished the room had been bugged with a camera, as the looks on their faces were priceless.

“Uh, uh… She is cold…I don’t want to know her…” My peer shuddered as she tossed her critique to me. The others followed suit.

“It was completely believable…”

“She was a sociopath…”

Three of the six, actually, physically, shuddered as they handed their critiques. Their looks prompted me to ask, “Are you all going to disinvite me to the group, now?” We all laughed, jokes followed, and it broke the tension, which my story had created. Isn’t a story supposed to do? Create tension, be believable?

I had written a story just the way I had intended. Murder is not pretty or comfortable or warm and fuzzy. It should make you shudder. My short story did that this time.

Maybe, I’ll be a writer after all.