1. that first delicious stretch in the morning
2. the smell taste of just-brewed coffee
3. the rhythmic swish and scratch of the pen on the page in an eruption of inspiration
1. that first delicious stretch in the morning
2. the smell taste of just-brewed coffee
3. the rhythmic swish and scratch of the pen on the page in an eruption of inspiration
Totally enjoyed laughing at the absurdity of this Singer Sewing Machine advice posted above. And then I started thinking about that. What if I substituted “writing” for sewing? Would it make a difference in my writing output? I have three writing projects, two with deadlines. I’m ready to have fun writing in a worry-free, clean environment.
I was ready. I got up, made a pot of coffee, dashed through the house organizing, dusting, and overall making it look presentable! Yes! I didn’t do any heavy duty cleaning, just decluttering and putting things away. I wanted to leave myself plenty of time to write, doncha know!
Satisfied with having a home ready to accept visitors or a husband coming home early, I jumped in the shower and made myself pretty! I powdered my nose! I wore my pearls!
I wore a smile! Amazing what that can do. Just as I was settling down to write, guess what? My husband came home early. He was delighted to see me smiling, and was happy to come home to a welcoming, warm home.
I didn’t get to do any writing. He was too busy wanting to spend time with me, this unusual creature with a smile who smelled good and was wearing real clothes instead of sweats.
Oh.
The kitchen is cozy, and the coffee pot is right there, so I sat down to work on a writing project.
But this was my view.
So is the advent calendar and a stack of wrapping needs. And Christmas cookies.
Silly me. I had to improve the view to get back into the groove.
Um, after I posted this, of course 🙂