Day 2 - October 17

Back to reality today.  My friends ask me if I have set goals for this coming year.  I laugh them off, but my secret goal is to write more.  To be disciplined enough to write every day on my middle-grade novel until it's finished.

Writing is a lonely, solitary occupation--until I become immersed in the story and observe and talk with and try to push around the characters I've created; then it's very social and time ceases to exist for a while.

Today everything conspired to keep me from writing:  the plumbers who took two hours to flush hot water pipes and tell me we need a $2,000 repair job, the morning sunshine that showed all the streaks and spots on my windows (thus necessitating cleaning), the TB test and flu shot required by my employer, the student who needed a ride to the hearing aid repair center, the friend who requested a jar of chicken soup, the rushed trip to Costco for stuff we probably didn't need, the meeting about how to revitalize small group ministry, our students' all-time favorite meal of grilled chicken kebabs, phone calls regarding a painful family crisis....

Sometimes there is too much color to life.