Maybe I’m totally over thinking things but I think that when I slid my manuscripts into that manila envelope a few weeks ago, a bit of my inspiration slid inside and took a ride courtesy of a good ol’ United States Postal Service truck. I’m riding a nasty slump. In my defense, the past two weeks have been just slightly busy with pediatrician appointments and preschool functions. My duties as a mommy officially got in the way of my duty to write, and read the pile of books that are on the required reading list.
What to do?
Well…I’m going to ride it out. I’m going to move through this next week and try not worry about it. I’m going to get up tomorrow morning, drive the kids to school, maybe clean a toilet or two and attempt to bang out some words. I’m not going to worry about whether they suck or not. This week, I’m going to spend 20-25 hours writing and get myself back into the groove.
On Thursday I’m heading to the Brimfield Antiques Show. Without children. For nearly three days.
I have a feeling I’ll be coming back slightly refreshed and with a few new treasures. If I’m really lucky I’ll have a story or two in my back pocket. Seriously, if you collect antiques, you know that there is no better place to have a run-in with crazy than an antique show.
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In case you haven’t heard about it before, Brimfield is a fantastic antique show in Massachusetts. I haven’t been able to get there for about five years and I am beginning to count the hours. My budget for the show took a hit thanks to the deposit we placed on grad school, so I’ll be limited in my purchases this year. No matter, I’m just thrilled to go and soak it all in.
Wish me luck…on the slump thing and the treasures!