My weekend was all about work. I’m back to it and trying hard to write this book. It’s taken a while to get into the rhythm of writing, but yesterday I looked up and it was three pm, and I was like…what??? Didn’t we just eat lunch?
For some reason I’ve been burning out at writing right about three pm. I mentioned this to Wizard who laughed in my face. “Do you think it has anything to do with you getting up before six and starting to write?”
“Or that you’re worrying yourself sick about the book?”
“I haven’t said that.”
He laughed again. “No, but you almost poured coffee on your pancakes.”
I frowned at him. But damn it, it’s true. We were at iHop (don’t judge, people, Wizard loves that place) for breakfast one morning. For those of you who don’t go to iHop, if you order coffee, they have carafe at your table so you can refill your own cup. So the waitress brings our breakfast, I’d ordered blueberry pancakes. I **may** have been
obsessing thinking about my book when I picked up the carafe and tilted it part way over my pancakes.
Wizard practically yelled, “What are you doing?”
“Pouring syrup,” I said, wondering why he cared that I was using syrup.
So I looked at my hand and sure enough…I had the coffee carafe ready to pour. “Umm, I missed my cup?” I mean come on, who admits to being that much of an idiot?
He smirked at me. “I can’t take you anywhere.”
Ha! I have an answer for this. “I’m not the one that went to the donut shop with my shirt inside out.” Okay yeah, it was waayyy back when the kids were little and Wizard ran down to get donuts for the kids. But he did that! He came home mortified too and confessed that his shirt was inside out. And I have NOT let him forget it.
Besides, maybe I wanted coffee on my pancakes. Okay I’m lying, I was totally distracted, and frankly it’s going to be like this for the next six weeks at least. I can’t quite figure out how to pull this book off, but I’m hooked and must find a way to give these two the story they deserve.
So how was your weekend?