Time. Lord, how it flies! Things on my to-do lists continue to creep up on me. It's not like I'm not paying attention, me hearties. Thank goodness I didn't forget to make an appearance here today, eh?
You see, I'm 11 weeks out of surgery and still trying to get back into the groove. I've set goals. I've nailed down priorities. But there always seems to be something in my way. Like using all my neck juice at work and returning home, only to need rest, instead of sitting butt in chair in front of the computer and spilling my muse onto the page.
Indeed, good things have come out of having time to recuperate: plotting a new novella series, plotting two more books in my Nelson's Tea series, reading several Self-Publishing books and romance novels, and reevaluating my life. All well and good things to accomplish, eh? But there's one aspect of this writing biz that never ceases to amaze me. The pirate in me wants OUT!
So far, I've encountered Captain Blade, aka Lord Garrick Seaton, while in the shower. Horrors! I quickly reminded him I was a lady and to be more discrete. Then I had some rum and welcomed him back in the room. (Pirate!)
A milestone! I took my first trip to the liquor store without my hubby and made a rum purchase for the 2013 Southern Magic Romance Readers' Luncheon. Woot!!!
"Do tell, girlie. Now I know why the rum's not gone, luv." Jack winks slyly.
Exactly! The rum's not gone and neither is the spirit to write more pirate novels. Now, to get my neck involved in my plans.
"Perhaps a little hempin jig might help, eh?"
(Shaking head most delicately.) Not a good idea, Jack. Surgery, remember?
"What you need is therapy. Savvy? That should limber you up!"
Funny you should mention it. I'm starting therapy next week. And boy, do I hope my neck muscles and nerves get back on board after having jumped ship back at the beginning of August.
"Don't worry, luv. I know exactly how to tune your muscles."
Arrrr-righty then. Well, it appears Jack has imbibed WAY too much rum. His confusion is paramount, me hearties. It also leads me to do things that... well... a lady never tells.
What things have jumped out at you, lately?
Are you a list maker or a fly by the seat of your pants kind of pirate?
I'll give one lucky commenter a $10 Amazon gift card for posting. (That's pirate treasure to them what reads!)