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This week in My Silly Life

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What a crappy week. My sojourn overnights is almost at an end. Tonight is my last night that I’m definite about. I’m scheduled two nights next week, on Tuesday and Wednesday, but our supervisor is adamant that he’s done working nights, so we’ll see what happens. I’m hoping tonight is the last night. I’m ready to get some sleep!

As for writing, like I said, I’m not doing any until I’m done overnights. I haven’t even read a single book. All I’ve done this week is lie around in a near catatonic state as this illness saps me of my strength, and my will to live. I feel better, but I’m not really getting well, at least not yet. Hopefully I will this weekend, which will begin tomorrow morning at 5:30 a.m.

At some point, I will have to force myself out of bed and drag myself to the local movie theater to watch Penguins of Madagascar. I mean I don’t want to, but my niece really wants to watch it. Who am I kidding? I want to watch it and I’m using my niece to keep myself from creepy myself and everyone out by watching a kids show by myself.

“Hey kids. I have Mild Duds.” 

“Umm….security!”

Not a good idea. I’ll take my niece, who’s stoked about it, and hopefully I won’t be hacking up a lung on the person sitting in front of me. That would be embarrassing.

So, I have this week and next week to enjoy not writing, but starting the 15th, I’ll be back to working on a project or another. Then Christmas will undoubtedly interfere with my writing, then New Years. No! No excuses. Two weeks is plenty to recuperate.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I want a nap.

I can’t sleep

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Insomnia’s a bitch, ain’t it? I’m here at four in the morning, desiring nothing more than to fall asleep, but instead I’m making use of this time to update my blog. It’s infuriating! Oh well, I need to type up a post because I haven’t done so in almost a week.

My book is going nowhere fast. It’s not for lack of ideas, it’s due to lack of taking the time to sit down and write it out. I’m to blame, well partly. I’ve been working late the past few weeks, getting off most days at midnight, then after the hour drive home, I’m not really in the mood to write.

Then there’s the fact that I’ve been talking to somebody. A human somebody. A female somebody. Yeah, I know I said I would never talk to a female somebody again, but I made myself a liar and proved everyone else right. Damn it! The new feeling won’t last, so I’ll get back to writings soon.

The female somebody, who made me promise never to write about her on my blog (sorry, but at least I’m not using your name) has given me a few ideas on my book. Gotta love creative people who can point out flaws in your logic. I think I’m on the right track as it relates to my plot, but I have to sit my butt down and actually write the freaking thing.

I’m working on creating my two main characters, who have not met yet. They have separate lives, one a priest, the other an escort, but whose lives will intersect at some point, and of course they will hit it off. I just need to make it seem real.

What holds me back is motivation. Why do they meet? Why does Giada seek Israel out? And why do they create and maintain a lasting relationship, one that threatens their lives, and his career in the church?

I have an idea to be sure, but it’s always difficult to translate the picture in my head into words that make sense. I’ll need to try, and then I’ll need to go back and edit it. What I need to do is set aside time to do it. Haven’t I made that observation before?

It’s probably due to exhaustion. It’s too early (late?) for me to be writing. I think I’ll shut my computer down and try to sleep. Fortunately for me, I go to work at three in the afternoon, so there’s no pressure to fall asleep right now, but I’ll try anyway. Maybe when I wake up, I’ll be able to write something that makes actual sense.