How many words could an Avachuck chuck if and Avachuck had time to chuck words?
Time. Slipping through the cracks in my life as I speed around like a toy car on a closed circuit track. Seemingly getting nowhere, but making good time. Trying not to fly off in the curves, and still make it quickly to the next one.
I made my writing goal for this month. It wasn't that big of a goal. My oldest doesn't go back to preschool until March, and my youngest is too little for any of that, so I need to find the time around their schedules to work on my writing.
I had some earlier goals that don't look like they'll pan out. I had thought to enter a contest, but I actually talked myself out of that one. My other goal was to attend the RWA conference with Brass In Pocket completed. Maybe do an editor appointment. Money being what it is, makes attending a conference look too frivolous this year. I haven't discounted it entirely, but in two more years it will be in New York. I'm thinking attending that one may be more beneficial for me. I'd have more experience under my too tight belt, and perhaps something published in e-book form.
E-books are my goal. I've spoken with several other members in CPRW, and a few have questioned me on this - in a tone that made me wonder if I'd slipped and told them I was running for Empress of Chatahoochee and asked them for their votes. I guess at this point I don't have that drive yet to have a book in my hand with my name on the cover.
(Sorry about the delay. Some men in uniforms just broke down the door to my home, demanding that I revoke my aspiring author status. I told them they had the wrong house and directed them two towns over. If they come back I'll be sic-ing the sea monkeys on them.)
I'm not saying the desire won't come in time. It just isn't riding me right now. That's probably a good thing for my mental stability at the moment.
So I guess we won't know for a few more years how many words this Avachuck could chuck. But the important part is to keep on chuckin'. And as I chuck, I'll try not to hit the sea monkeys.
GOODBYE RED WALL (you're outta here)
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