Not a Word
The one thing that I really detest about christmas is the disruption it causes in my life. I know that sounds a bit OCD but I like a bit of regimentation to my day and get frustrated easily if I can’t get done what I wanted to get done. That short period between 24th December and 2nd January is a sort of no-man’s land in time. I lose track of what day it is and there is always things to do that drag me away from my computer. That’s why I haven’t been posting as regularly as I like to, and I haven’t written as much towards completing “Me & Gus on the Roof of the World.”
Yesterday was going to be a day dedicated to working on the book but then Her Majesty decides she is having time off work and needs the computer. I had, in the past, offered to get her a laptop but she decided she wanted a netbook, now she says it’s awkward to work on so she uses my machine – grrrrrrr!
I let her get on with it and found other things to do but I was still grinding my teeth. Today then would be me and my keyboard in perfect harmony, fingers whirring faster than light and beautiful prose flowing across the electronic page. Alas when I got up and fired it up to check emails there was no broadband. After half an hour’s messing about I decided the router was the cause of my pain. I phoned my internet provider and spent another half hour trying to follow his instructions while deciphering his inpenetrable Belfast accent. Finally it was up and running after rebooting the router. Happily I went down for a late breakfast while she was off walking the dogs.
Then an email came through as she came home that she “must deal with immediately.” Finally, after her endless messing about I was able to get myself set up to write. And….nothing. The page sat there, as blank and virgin as a fresh field of snow. I could not think where I would start. I knew what I was writing about because it was from memory, recounting an event that actually happened, but putting it into words? Nope!
I spent time staring at the screen before rattling out a thousand word nonsense that I will probably delete tomorrow anyway. I’m typing this post before going to BANG MY HEAD AGAINST A CONVENIENT WALL!
My friends, any tips and ideas for next time I get into this situation, and you can count on the fact that I will, would be so gratefully accepted.