Writing Through Distractions

I keep eating this elephant one bite at a time. I hope that when I’m a fancy, grown-up author this will get easier. As I was saying over at eeknight’s blog, it was really hard to get in my writing headspace this week. Still, I kept working and didn’t use the distractions as an excuse.

I had much better flow today. My writing on this novel seems easiest when I’m either doing a snappy dialogue scene or a small action piece. Today was a small action piece. Sometimes there is nothing more cathartic than writing a little bit of heroine-kicking-small-monster-ass action.

It would be nice to sneak in some writing over the weekend, but that might be tricky if we need to run to the hospital again.

Life Laundry

This week was a lot harder than I expected. Caitlin’s been fine. That’s always a good thing. Some of her Aicardi sisters have not been doing as well, so please keep them and their families in your thoughts and/or prayers.

The weekend was an odd mix. The great part was that my aunt and uncle were in from California. It was wonderful to see them. They’re funny, smart, loving, and we just don’t get enough time together. The bad part was that they were out here due to my grandmother’s declining health. She’s back in ICU with numerous health problems. It’s really been hard for all of the family, especially for my grandfather, mother, and my aunt who is her caregiver. The doctors seem to be trying their best, but my grandmother’s problems are in all likelihood insolvable.

Back here in DeKalb, the town is still very much in mourning about the shootings at NIU. It’s still the topic of conversation everywhere we go. There’s a mix of fear, anger, and sadness that I haven’t been around since I lived in Southern Connecticut after 9/11. Everybody here is somehow connected to the school and the victims. Time will give us all closure, but it hurts like hell in the present.

It looks like the weather might cooperate enough this weekend for us to gallivant in suburban mall-land. It will be nice to get out of the house. Some retail therapy with a trip to Alien Entertainment for some Doctor Who swag will do us good.