Monday, November 7, 2011

Uninspiring Weekend

*WARNING: This post was written while the author was feeling a little sorry for herself.


First of all, let me just say, I've been really bad. I've hardly checked anyone else's blog this week or last week and when I have I've had to just skim through everything! I'm finally almost all caught up in school work (after the move and everything it was kind of hard to keep up,), I've got to keep editing, and I'm writing my NaNo novel. So, I apologize for not keeping up with you guys!


Anyway, the weekend was crazy for me. I think everyone else enjoyed it, pretty much because all we did was have fun all of Saturday. And having fun is fine with me as long as it includes writing, but really. It's November. And I've got a ton of work to do. I'm just happy my 'work' is writing, so it's fun. But still, there's a lot of it to do.


We were out and about all Saturday. I had skating all morning, then got home at about noon. I got a few minutes to write and I was getting all kinds of ideas! I was on a roll! Of course, a few minutes into my session, my dad wants to go to the zoo.


Now, I'm not really sure what to think about zoos. I really don't like seeing animals all locked up like that, pacing back and forth and bored out of their minds. But, I also think it's important for kids (and people in general) to be able to see animals that they probably wouldn't ever see out in the wild. I think it gives people a certain respect for nature. So, my theory is, as long as I'm not contributing directly to caging up those poor animals (as in paying the zoo for tickets and such) then I shouldn't have too much to worry about.


So we drove forty five minutes to the zoo, bought the tickets and went in. We stayed there until about four o'clock and by then my feet were hurting and I was in a pretty bad mood. I had two entire novels waiting for me, begging for my attention and there was nothing in the entire universe (at that moment anyway) that I could do about it.


And just as I thought the hopeless 'no writing' hours of the day would be over, just as I thought we were going to go home and I'd finally be able to sit at my computer and write for the rest of the hours of the night, my dad reminded us that we still had to go to the outlet mall.


Wonderful. Just wonderful.


You can pretty much guess how the rest of the night went. By the time we got home, I was so tired and uninspired that we just watched the movie The Black Swan then a few episodes of Gilligan's Island then went to bed.


My family kept asking me why I didn't want to have any fun for the whole day. But the problem wasn't not having fun for me! WRITING is fun for me! It's work too, but completely awesome work!


Anyway, how was your weekend?


--Jess

7 comments:

Angela Brown said...

I am sorry your weekend didn't go so well as far as the writing went.

Although I got in a lot of writing, it left me feeling like my brain was packed into a George Foremean cooker and grilled to a crisp.

Yeah, feeling a bit drained at the moment and I'm still not sure about some of what I wrote. Is that a bad thing?

Cassie Mae said...

I feel the same way. My hubby always asks me why don't I just take the day off from writing, and I'm like, 'You want to take away my ME time?'

I hope you find your inspiration and your strength soon, friend. :)

Reiko said...

My goodness, Jessica, you are becoming just like me! So I totally understand how you feel. My passion is investing and that's all I ever want to be doing day in and day out. About the only exception is when Grandpa and I get to see you and the rest of the family. :)

So how was my weekend, you ask? Fantastic! Guess why.

Stephen Tremp said...

I agree about the completely awesome work of being a writer. I still need a part time day job though.

fairbetty said...

I got busy and distracted and behind as well this weekend, but you're doing so good! You're way ahead of schedule! And! This is your second novel!! You should be proud of yourself :)

BrightenedBoy said...

That sounds like quite a lovely weekend, even if you didn't accomplish everything you would have liked to (although it must be said that I've always regarded going to the zoo as a form of torture).

When I was fifteen I quite enjoyed those quiet weekends at home. I'm in college now and I still do.

I'm intrigued to know what your novels are about.

Jess said...

Stephen~ Thanks for stopping by :)

Fairbetty~ Haha I guess I should be, I've been able to catch up PRETTY well.

BrightenedBoy~ Thanks for stopping by! It's nice to meet you :) I always love quiet weekends.

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