Thoughts Run Amok

Do you ever have one of those days where you can’t get your thoughts under control? Today mine have just been running around like bees who’ve lost their queen.

I’m excited because I’m packed and ready to go on my writing weekend; two nights in a hotel that was given to me as a Mother’s Day gift from my hubby, to write uninterrupted. My writing buddy received the same gift, and the way scheduling and pricing worked out we just happen to be going the same weekend to our respective dens. It’s been fun discussing what food to bring or go out to get, our writing subjects and outlines as well as what our schedule will look like.

I have not had a weekend like this before so it is all new and exciting. I have wavered back and forth on which clothes to bring: should I wear one pair of shorts and a t-shirt all weekend, or should I shower and change like a normal person? Should I bring food in or go get it? What about water? Coffee? Should I bring 1 book or 6? Maybe I should just lay in bed and read middle grade books all weekend to prep me better for the middle grade books I’m writing! No, I must write. The questions cycle around like a waterspout, just above the surface and not quite landing.

Until I finish packing. I have decided on normal clothing and showers, and that I will go out to get most of my food as a breathing break. I’ll bring chocolate and chips for munching and a giant cup for drinking water. I am down to a nominal 3 books and a magazine. I have my laptop, which I only use for writing – no internet – and my phone for the necessary thesaurus and research issues. I have a stack of notes and my flash drive.

I will edit. I must get ready to release my gnome boy upon the world. Christian Tompta needs to meet the people. I cannot keep him to myself for much longer. I wrote the first 4 books during Nanowrimo last year, and it is time to dust them off and get them produced.

I will let you know how it goes afterwards.



Published by Dawn M. Paul

I am an artist and writer at Come take a mental rest with me.

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