Archive for February 13th, 2012


Well, that was a wasted weekend.

Sure, I got some stuff done. The roads and weather were finally clear enough that I could chop the ice off the edge of my garage door and get my car out and run some errands.  I also organized my desk and plotted a schedule for polishing two historical novels that are still in the manuscript stage.  I did a couple loads of laundry.

And that’s about it.

I mean, I FEEL CHEATED! I WANT MY SATURDAY AND SUNDAY BACK! Between the bitter cold days and my crowded weekdays I haven’t been able to do anything very Layla-like for a while now. And if I can’t get active I at least want to see a movie.  A friend called and said he’d like to catch one with me, but we were both too tired to go anywhere.  So we just ranted on the phone for a while about politics and the world in general.  Then I took another nap. Cold, grey weather can bring out a kind of hibernating tendency in me.  I think I was supposed to be born in a tropical clime.

Anyway, you may think that because I’m in Colorado and do action stuff that of course I could go skiing.  But in fact I haven’t been skiing in years, I’d have to rent the equipment at this point, lift tickets cost a bomb, and I know either complete non-skiers or excellent ones who wouldn’t want to hang around an in-betweener like me.  On the bright side this means I won’t rip an ACL or break a leg – pretty common occurrences in this town in winter.  Even in our little work office we have our first co-worker of the season with a torn ACL.  She’s scheduled to have surgery on it in about a week.

So there you have it. It’s that blah time of year for me – after the holiday, before spring, and squat money and decent weather to do much anything.  Still, the days are getting longer and I’m starting to get enthusiastic about working on my manuscripts.  Got two more novels to publish!

So how about you? I’ve got the distinct impression when I go around to other blogs that everyone is busy and productive and on the edge of achieving published literary success.  Me, I’ll go take another nap.