Yesterday was nourishing in all sorts of ways. My spouse went off on a motorcycle ride while I went to spin class. I wasn't sure when he'd be home, but when I returned, I was determined to put the time to good use. So, instead of my usual Internet noodling, I opened up the short story that I've been working on.
There were times during the next 2-3 hours when I thought, that's enough--let's save some for tomorrow. Then my stern voice said, "No, you've done that quite enough. Keep going." And I did--for a long chunk of time, broken up with 5-10 minutes here and there of Internet noodling. Then my stern voice ordered me back.
I got to a point where I wasn't sure where to go next to finish. And so I stopped to go to the grocery store to get the ingredients for the Chicken Mole Poblano recipe that I wanted to try. I couldn't find the dried ancho chiles, but since I knew they were poblanos, I got those instead. And then, with an early afternoon of good writing behind me, I enjoyed a late afternoon of cooking something new--and tasty!
In my quest to look up some details, I went back through blog postings from June--I've been thinking about this story and working it out in my head since then; have I also been writing it since then?
I went back to check--no, I've only been working it out on paper since July 30. I should finish this week.
On my way to the grocery store, I thought, if I just wrote a paragraph a day, I'd have been a lot further along, instead of waiting for days when I have time to do more. I also need to get back to poetry writing.
But let me not get into a downward spiral--I've done a lot, in spite of the disruptions. It's been a topsy turvy August, but I'm ready to get back on track. And I should be able to do so.