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Blog Fog Falling Over Logs and Other Stuff

5/27/2010

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I have been so busy, but things will get better. Grab a cup of coffee, sit down, and spend a moment or two with me.

I am going to get back to writing at least three days a week. I need to get back into it. I have this Vampire Novel that I have been working on and it needs my attention. Actually, I have always wanted to take a writing vacation. I am just afraid that I would want to sit and look at the trees, sand, water, or whatever and day-dream.

I did something crazy the other day. I read a story to someone. I read what I had written to my youngest daughter and son-in-law. Needless to say, it is not always wise to read something to family, especially son-in-laws. After all, they married into the family. They are not "true blood."

You know how it goes. You really do not want a critique. You want gasps and "Oh my goodness" and "That is amazing." I did not get that. I got, "Why did you say that? Does that mean...Are you stupid?"

It was not exactly the reaction that I wanted. Hmmmm...maybe I was dumb to read it to them in the first place.

I did not tell them, but I skipped a couple of pages, in my reading, and said, "The End."

I got up, folded my story and put it on the shelf and did the next best thing. I went to the store and purchased something to eat.

Later, I finished off the ice cream in the freezer. It was Strawberry Cheese Cake. It made me feel better.
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