WrtgLessons

 I figure it's better if I write these down, then when I get stuck again I can go back through my archives and pick the one that fits... oh, yeah, gotta learn That lesson again. (Read more)

 This is the kind of morning where I feel like hitting my head against the wall, because nothing else seems to be working. (Read more)

I've gone from dithering to floundering... is that a step forward or back? 

My kids are driving my crazy... I'm seeing more of the principal's office now than I ever did as a kid. I'm ready to string up a 5th grader and a 10th grader, both for being morons. Another 4-day weekend with the kids starts tomorrow, and I didn't get any recovery time last weekend because I spent the whole weekend running hither and yon. So I spent most of Monday sleeping. On top of my kids, I'm now running a neighbor kid to school in the morning because dad sold mom's car out from under her and hasn't found her a new one. And I'm watching one of my 5th-grader's friends before and after school. Which both pay, but only minimally because I know how much money they don't make (not the place for a 'raise the minimum wage' rant).

A while back, I was over at Jennifer Cruise's blog and she was talking about collaging for a short story she was writing, and it got me thinking... while I was going through all my therapy, I did a bunch of collages that I really enjoyed doing and--most important--provided amazing insight. As I thought about it, I wondered: Would collaging for my books prove to be as insightful?

So, a few weekends ago, I was kid-less and I invited a writer-friend over and we spent the day cannibalizing magazines. She completed an pretty collage about her life. And I collaged for my novel. At the beginning I thought, I was collaging for the one novel I was writing, but it didn't take me long to realize I was collaging for seven novels. As I said in my previous post, this is causing trouble, because it means my attention is terribly scattered.