Wednesday, September 7, 2016

I HAVE A DREAM










Every evening
Before my peepers shut for the night
I have a dream
Where I wake up in the morning
Make my coffee
Then write, write, write for the whole day
Or as much as I can fit into my day.
In this dream
I am not distracted
I am focused
My creativity soars
And my editing skills are stellar.
But *sigh*
The day always gets away from me
And I don't get done as much as I wanted to.
Trusts me
This made me crazy thinking I wasn't a normal writer
But then just this morning
A writer buddy
Posted this graphic on Facebook about the writing process.
















What do you think?
Pretty much true, eh?
So? Tell me
How do you like to waste time? 

Always,

Em-Musing

Thursday, August 11, 2016

GRAND MISTER P. BAD RAP?

4:30 a.m.
Make coffee
Feed cat
Light up my palo santo incense
Put on my isochronic tones
Drink coffee
Oh yeah, baby
My mojo’s working today
I’m in the groove.
In the mood again to write!
Hmm? Let’s see
Write another chapter
In my humorous women’s fiction manuscript?
Or
Wha? Hey? Who are you?
What are you doing here?
Oh, don’t act like we’re strangers
I’m your buddy, Mr. P
Or should I say I’m your
I can’t-write-today buddy
Thought you could get rid of me, did ya
By drinking coffee again?
Oh, I got to give it to you, Leigh
Blamiing not drinking coffee 
For procrastinating on writing
That was a good one.
Well, don’t you bet on it, missy
“Cause I’m here to tell ya
You can’t get rid of me that easily
I’m stuck in your head
Deep in your psyche
Riding the waves of your brain
Coming up with new ways
For you to procrastinate
BWAH HA HA HA
Oh dear Lord!
Mr. P is right
I don’t have any more excuses not to write
No more cleaning goo from the grooves on my laptop
Or tweezing hairs on my chin
No more whining I don’t have time
No!  Stop!
I will not let Mr. P rule my brain, ruin my day!  
This what he looked like decades ago
But how do I get rid of this roguish persona when he
Makes wasting time look so good?











This is what he looks like now












Tell me fellow writers
Do you have a Mr. P in your brain?
How do you deal with procrastination?
And if you could see him/her
What would they look like?


Always,

Em-Musing