I have been thinking about my posting on this blog for the past couple of days. I can usually be found doing this twice a month, just before my post is due. This month I have been interrupted to the point where I am frustrated enough to notice it. Okay, I admit it--I am not a quick study. Still, after at least seven separate attempts to plot out my blog, I'm giving up and sharing my frustrations with you.
First, there was the knock on the door. I sit in my office facing the front of the house and I can see who is coming up the walk. He appears. A nicely dressed middle aged man in a business suit with an important looking portfolio of papers approaching the door. I stop and answer the door, only to find out he is promoting some brand of religion. Oops, got me this time, but never again.
Next, my husband emerges from the depths of the basement, where his office is located, to reply to my four hour, earlier, request to take the dogs for a walk. Now he was ready. This was interruption number two.
Later that evening I sat down, confident I wouldn't be bothered when I heard him snoring rhythmically in the front room with a sci-fi film blasting in the background. Enter the three amigos; better known as my four footed kids, Sasha, Kris Kringle and Meggie. Usually, they will lounge at my feet. Not this time. They demanded to go out. I considered ignoring them but last time the results of ignoring one of them had me dancing around with the carpet cleaner until the wee hours of the morning.
Third interruption had to be the charm. Surely there would be no more. No such luck. Each time I sat down over the next couple of days I was stopped from fulfilling my goal of crafting the perfect blog. So, is it any surprise that my post rambles on about nothing? I didn't think so, and by the way, my husband just called out asking what I was doing. It seems he wants to go somewhere or do something but I couldn't quite catch it all because I have closed the door to try to get some privacy.
As writers, interruptions are an expected part of the territory. What is your most memorable interruption?