This month is going to be just a waste for writing.
I can tell already.
I can't even begin to formulate plot. I had trouble remembering my character's names the other day or which story I was working on last.
I'd like to think that after the holidays my life will go back to normal but I'm not sure what normal is for me any longer.
Part of my brain tells me that I need to treat writing like a job. That way I would take it more seriously and give it the time its going to take to finish.
Another part of my brain tells me that if I was going to work another job it should be for actual money.
There is another part of my brain that just feels guilty all the time no matter what I do.
I suppose making decisions on only a few parts of brain is not a good idea anyway.
Hopefully in January the rest of my brain, the part that writes, might show up!
Meanwhile, still helping out family and getting ready to decorate the house for Christmas.
We did get our tree but we may have a slight dilemma.
When the tree was with its brothers and sisters it looked fantastic and perfect in every way.
We brought him home, placed him in the stand on the porch and took off the netting to let the branches fall only to discover that he is as wide as he is tall!
HOLY GIANT TREE!
It literally looks like a giant chocolate kiss made out of Douglas Fir.
My house may not be big enough to hold him and the junk in his trunk!
I will have to remove ... not move ... but remove furniture to accommodate his girth!
We actually did lose many ornaments and the lights in our basement flood from Hurricane/Tropical Storm Irene.
But, thanks to Santa's helper, we do have new lights to put on the 'Fat Bottom' tree and we will be making new ornament memories starting this year.
Anyone else asking Santa for brain parts this year?