I wrote a post for this blog today about Madonna, but ended up publishing it on my pro International Adoption Blog instead.
I have a commitment over there, and they pay me, so when I come up with 300 or more words that hang together without requiring some swearing and fit the parameter of “on topic” I’ll put it there every time. (I took out a WTF? that would have sauced it up a bit had I left it here, but it works without it.)
Of course, this leaves me with an empty rectangle on this site and a brain emptied from an output of 1,508 words today on blogs alone. Is it any wonder my fiction suffers?
I’m going to have to figure out something, though, as the couple of books I have in me are fighting to get out, percolating day and night and keeping me awake. I thought today … during my morning walk, treadmillified as it is to keep distractions to a dull roar … of starting a blog for a book. Maybe that’s what it will take to get me grinding out a couple of pages a day.
Anyone want to read a first draft in progress? Perhaps a password protected blog that will never see the light of day is a better thought.
A collection of my short stories:
I'm in this one, too ...
And I'm in here, as well ...
Paradise Preoccupied 