Wednesday,
April 7, 2004
I have a confession to make
Someone said that I must be happy -- now I was finished with the document job, I could work on my novels again.
Um, yeah. See, at this particular moment in time, writing -- much as I love it -- is the absolute last thing I want to do, mainly because it means I'm sitting in front of a computer banging away on a keyboard, and I've done WAY too much of that in the last two weeks. Which is why I'm going to fulfill a promise I made to myself when the crunch time hit -- when I finished the contract doc, I was going to pull out one of my dollhouse kits and build it.
And that is precisely what I'm going to do this weekend -- I have three to choose from, and I'll probably do the smallest one (a cottage-style kit, if I remember correctly) since that can be done quickly. I just want to do something creative with my hands instead of with my head, you know? And I've been jonesing to do some miniature work for months, now.
This doesn't mean I'm not going to write at all -- one of the best things about building dollhouses is that I write in my head while I'm working. But it means that I'm not going to be pounding on a keyboard for the rest of the week -- I need a break before I develop permanent carpal tunnel.