How Not to Write

Fortunately for me, I can always eat a little something. Unfortunately, without a real income, there’s not much in the cupboard to eat. I have a good supply of canned corn and green beans. Oh, how ever so tasty. (Yes, that was a little sarcasm.) The message here is I’d better get busy if I expect to continue to eat real food.

This chair is way too hard and I have to stand up every so often and move around. That in itself is not a bad thing. But getting up every five minutes sometimes has a negative effect on the thought process. My more comfortable chair broke and I need to put a bolt in to fix it. I’ll try to stick it out until I absolutely have to move.

 I hear noises outside and have to look out the window to check it out. That’s not really necessary since I’m living in a trailer park at the moment. There are always noises outside. There are people coming and going,  talking, cutting the grass, walking their dogs and really, they can do all of this without my supervision.

 I just remembered something I need to do. Well, that happens a lot. Mostly it’s looking for things that I can’t find, like my truck registration or seeing if, by some miracle, my cash has multiplied in my wallet while I wasn’t looking. Or maybe I should fix that chair.  I now keep paper and pen by my computer so I can write myself a to-do list.

 I need to check my email and Facebook and see if anyone has left me a message. I need to check my other writing sites and see if my stats have changed, or if anyone at all is reading my stuff. I need to check Etsy and Redgage and my new Zazzle store and see if I made any money, since I’m not making any writing. I need to calm down. Maybe I should just watch a movie.

^{all photos by Lana Pettey}