Vacation post #1

You remember me saying that I was going to spend my vacation reading and writing? Yeah, about that, ha ha ha.

I finally sat down yesterday and did a little bit of writing. I also wrote quite a bit today, and I’m raring to write some more. It’s hard to get started, but once I do I don’t want to stop. I usually only stop when I get myself stuck. I have a habit of only starting once I’ve figured out where to go next. It’s a bit of a hassle, to tell you the truth, but it’s moving me forward. I’m under no obligation to write anything, nor do I have a deadline to write it in. I’m a free man, writing at my pace for my own enjoyment.

 

Writing on a Sunday Afternoon

It’s Sunday. Hallelujah and amen! I’m sitting in a bakery, enjoying a latte and working on my book. I think I may have developed arthritis in my left hand, but it might just be the cold. It’s still chilly outside. Why do they have the a/c on? Regardless, I’m working on my book for the first time in a month, and I’m ready to be done!

I had planned to work on it a little yesterday, but my friend had other plans. Part of that is my fault. I really wanted to go the The Cheesecake Factory for their avocado egg rolls. It was worth driving almost 400 miles. I had to suffer through two pet stores, but I eventually got my egg rolls. Also, I ate a delicious burger, and a beer.

But even before then, having to wait an hour and a half to be seated, we went across the hall at Stonebriar’s Mall to the Barnes & Noble. I don’t know about you, but I get excited when I’m in a bookstore, and a little sad. Excited because of the number of books at my disposal to be read, and sad because of the limited state of my finances.

I didn’t let that deter me from searching, finding several titles that I need to buy. I always scan the bargain tables first, hoping that a title or two may jump out. Then I see what’s on the best sellers table and new releases. I walk with no clear idea of what I want, only desiring for a book to jump out at me. One did, The Fifth Gospel by Ian Caldwell. I can’t wait to start on it!

My friend also bought a couple of autographed books, Splintered and Unhinged by A.G. Howard. I already bought her an autographed copy of the third book when the author was signing books at the B&N in Amarillo. While there, I couldn’t resist looking to see if my friends might have their books in stock. Sadly, they didn’t have them in the store. Oh well.

Still, I see in the bookstore an indwelling space of knowledge and entertainment. I’ve met a few authors, most just at the beginning of their careers, but exciting nonetheless. This is what I’ve chosen to work towards, to have my own writing published, hoping and waiting for a reader to spend their hard-earned money to read what I have to say. That, I believe, would be satisfying and humbling.

Until then, I’ll labor in obscurity, honing my craft, working towards that moment when I’ll be ready to put myself out there to be read, to be enjoyed and criticized. It is at once scary and exciting. I want to enjoy this for a moment longer. Maybe, God willing, I’ll find some small measure of success. I can only hope and dream for it. No, that’s not true. I’ll also have to work to earn it. So be it.

I need to get away

My work schedule has been posted and beginning next Friday at 6:00 p.m., I will be off for a week. Actually, I’ll only have six days off, but close enough to a week for me to call it a vacation, my first extended time off in almost two years. I don’t know how to express just how much I need some time away from work, but I suspect you probably know the feeling.

I don’t have any elaborate plans for my time off, other than going down to visit my friend down in the big city. I’m hoping to have time to just zone out and relax, veg out in front of the television, and quite possibly play catch up on my writing. This past two weeks have been brutal for me, healthwise. I haven’t had the energy to do any meaningful work on my writing. I hope to remedy that during my time away.

Also, while I’m down there, I may be forced to play the tourist. It’s amazing just how much there is to see and do in Dallas. What’s more, I lived down there for twelve years and saw none of it. I never went to the Dallas Zoo, or The Arboretum. I never visited Delay Plaza or the Texas Book Depository. I never went to a Texas Rangers game or saw the Dallas Mavericks. And horror of horrors, I never took time to see the Dallas Symphony, see a ballet, or even attend a rock concert. L’horreur!

Seriously, I don’t know what, if anything I’ll do while I’m out-of-town. My only plan is not to think about work, not go to work, and try not to gain weight from sitting around all day doing nothing. I want – no I need! – to spend time working on my book. I keep saying that’s what I want to do, but I keeping allowing life to get in the way. This vacay is for me to decompress and just be me. I deserve it.

Until then, I’ll continue working on my project and hoping I get a little further. I just need to survive ten more days. I think I can make it. I hope I can.

Please help me make it….

On Holiday

The powers that be at my place of employment have seen fit to cut my hours this week. Sure, I was super pissed, but I figured that I could really use the time to get away. So I’m taking advantage of the time to get away and visit my friend, far away from the shambles that is my job.

I have a three-day weekend, and I have to say that I’ve been super relaxed so far. Sometimes a change of scenery is what is called for. I seem to be repeating myself. I’ll probably be useless the rest of the weekend, and probably for the rest of the post, so I’ll give it a rest and get off for now. Have a great weekend all!