November NaNo and Novenas

I would just like to say to anyone who may have sent an email or text or message that’s gone unanswered, I have a really good excuse.

To my friend whose novel came out and I read and thoroughly enjoyed but haven’t quite got round to posting that review yet, it was wonderful and I will get to it. (And P.S. You can read all about it in this interview with Kara Bietz on her book, SIDELINED.)

And even though Libs can’t read, I feel like I should apologize for letting her out and then forgetting to leave the door open so that she could come back in. (To be fair, she seemed pretty happy, sitting outside on the steps in a sunny spot. Where I found her three hours later.) Again, I have a perfectly good reason for that oversight.

See, I had this idea for a cozy mystery–which I’d made a good start on–and I was determined to employ some “planned neglect” during National Novel Writing Month (NaNo for short) and…well, you know what? I wrote all about it already over at the Muffin in “Planned Neglect (Or How I Met My NaNo Goal Without Even Trying).

(I managed to squeeze in another blog post over at the Muffin earlier this month. It is always quite the adventure “When The Universe Strikes.”)

Anyway, here it is, November 30th, and I’ve completed about 15,000 words more than I scheduled, just by ignoring almost everyone and nearly everything. That seems like a pretty fair trade-off, right?

(Oh, wait! Today is the feast of Saint Andrew which marks the beginning of the Christmas Novena. You can find out more about this special Advent devotion here. And sure, I was writing, writing, writing, but you know this Catholic girl remembered to say her prayers today!)

It’s Not That I’m Lazy

Okay, honestly, I am just a tad lazy. But only when it comes to something I don’t want to do. Like cleaning out the fridge or ironing that linen shirt. And really, that’s just procrastination, not laziness. There’s a big difference, according to the Google Guru:

Procrastination is often confused with laziness, but they are very different. Procrastination is an active process – you choose to do something else instead of the task that you know you should be doing. In contrast, laziness suggests apathy, inactivity and an unwillingness to act.

See? I procrastinate when it comes to the blog here. When I’m watching back-to-back episodes of America Says on the Gameshow Network instead of cleaning up the kitchen, that’s laziness. Anyway, the point is, yes, it’s the last day of September but I wanted to include my Muffin post and it didn’t run until today so I had a very good reason to wait.

Or maybe the post is not that great. But it includes one of my creepy stories and frankly, I’m still not at all keen on going out into my backyard after dark. So you can be the judge on whether it’s a good post/story or not when you read “The Unexpected.”

I also opined on a somewhat current topic over there at The Muffin with The Baby and The Bathwater. Don’t worry, it’s not political. At least, I don’t think bathing is a political topic, just a smelly one.

And speaking of writing, I’ve been thinking, thinking, thinking, and writing, writing, writing, all month long. Usually, I just think, think, think , and never quite get around to the write, write, write, part (procrastination) but there’s something about the fall that kicks the laziness clear to the curb.

Unless it’s cleaning up dead spiders from the basement. Then I absolutely have to watch one more episode of America Says.

Take That, August

Hold on! It’s still August, I can get this in…

Y’all know how hot it is in Georgia in August, right? I mean, whether you live in the Piedmont region in the northern part of the state or the Coastal region down south, you’re gonna get hot served with a side of humidity. Makes a body just want to sort of…do…a whole lot of…nothin’. (I give you the squirrel as Exhibit A.)

Honestly, I feel like if you looked in the dictionary under “languishing” it would say “See Georgia in August.” (Exhibit B)

So one has to accommodate the weather and sync up one’s goals accordingly. Which is why I spend August catching up on reading. I wrote all about that over at The Muffin with “The Busy Bee Reader.”

But then I thought I’d spend the last couple weeks at the beach because if a body wants to be really good and hot and sweaty AND has a hankering for mosquitos, the islands are just about perfect.

Anyway, in between the sweatin’ and swattin’, I had a thought. Actually, I had a whole bunch of thoughts and I somehow found the energy to write ’em down. And I found that if a body stays inside with AC blasting, one can open up a document and start a new story. That’s desperation for you, when a person would rather write than go down to the beach.

And so with books read and story started, I came back home. (But not before “An Alarming Situation” came up, which you can also read about over at The Muffin.)

So wherever you are, please take care of yourself.

And as for you, August, I got readin’ and writin’ AND a blog post in. I rest my case.