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     I'm writing these blog postings unedited, so please bear with me on grammatical errors!  Time is of the essence, and I'm still feeling overwhelmed now that The Bachelor Farmers is a real book.  I have to do all I can to promote it.  By the way, PLEASE LEAVE REVIEWS - Dear Readers - if there is anyone out there who enjoyed the book - it would be a huge help to me for you to go to Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Lulu - or anywhere...and write a line or two!  Thank you in advance - I really do appreciate it.

     Things here are good.  It was 65 degrees in the house on Tuesday and I had to turn on the heat to take off the chill...in June!  I'm wondering if this is going to be a very cool summer here in the Northeast.  Anyway...we did have a gorgeous weekend, when I helped my step-daughter move into her new apt. in Brooklyn.  With business settled, my intention was to write all day - (it was perfect with the cool air, etc.) but I found myself, cleaning off my deak, browsing through Facebook, playing with the dog, reading a hundred pages of Blackberry Winter (Margaret Mead's autobiography - don't ask - I'm doing it for a group on Shelfari)  The dishwasher, the laundry - it seemed I was willing to do almost anything to keep myself from writing.

     It felt like a frustrating, wasted day, but then around five o'clock I sat down and decided I would make myself write a book review that I'd promised a friend.  In my mind, the day was already ruined, so I took my time.  I didn't rush.  I thought it through.  I tried to capture the essence of the story without giving away the plot.  I finished and picked up the first chapter of my new book, The Way Back 'Round - I started working.  It was way past midnight when I wrapped up.  I'd had a full day of writing.

     Mulling it over later, I remembered that someone had once told me that "if you sat still and did nothing, your life would still happen."  I realized that the busy-work was okay even though it made me feel unproductive.  Like some primitive ritual, it settled my mind and allowed me to sit back.  When I did nothing, things happened.  I wish I could remember this every day.  It pays to give in and go with the flow!

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