Now that school's in I have some good chunks of time to dedicate to writing. There are a whole slew of things (I really like that phrase) that I can do during those chunks: blogging, reading blogs, commenting on blogs, checking email, plotting, research, writing, editing, social networking, etc. etc. etc. I figure I can throw myself into it all and just *go for it* but in my experience that often leads to directionless running around like Mike the Headless Chicken (who lived 18 months without a head), the biggest celebrity from my hometown. *I'm not kidding.*
You can find out about Mike the Headless Chicken and his yearly festival (I'm not kidding about that either) here. My favorite quote from that site is "It is a great comfort to know you can live a normal life, even after you have lost your mind." Ha ha ha!
Anyway, back to the blog post. Much as I appreciate Mike for putting Fruita on the map, I don't want to waste 18 months emulating him. So I decided it's time for a PLAN.
And to do that we need a huddle!
**In keeping with the random bits of trivia I'm in the mood to share, did you know that the huddle was invented by a deaf football player? Here's the story.**
I've invited all the various parts of me to the huddle--the lazy me, the computer junkie me, the productive me, the mommy/wife me, the writer me, the silly me, the blogging me, the psycho-exercising me, and the time wasting me.
In the huddle:
Productive me: We're here to come up with a PLAN.
Lazy me: Do we have to capitalize plan? Because that takes more work.
Productive me: Yes, it's all caps. PLAN just sounds more serious than plan. And this is serious.
Silly me: That's my problem sometimes--being too serious. It makes me seem like an old fuddy-duddy.
Time Wasting me: Is this going to take long? Because I haven't checked facebook yet today.
Productive me: Facebook can wait. Don't you dare open Tweetdeck, either!
Time Wasting me: But Twitter is so helpful.
Writer me: It really is. All those editors and agents put good stuff on there. As well as authors, too. Just check out this blog about how Twitter is not just a waste of time.
Blogging me *smirking*: I showed her that.
Mommy/wife me *raises hand*: I need to get the laundry out of the dryer.
Productive me: Fine. But do it quickly and come right back!
Lazy me: I think I'll go eat a banana--
Productive me: Hold it! You're not leaving until we have a PLAN.
Lazy me: You let her go.
Computer junkie me: I wonder if I have any new email.
Productive me: You just checked it 10 minutes ago.
Writer me: We've just been wasting valuable writing time. I gotta get in my 6.5 pages today.
Psycho-exercising me: I could go for a 10 mile bike ride and think this all out in my head.
Productive me: You know that exercise/planning thing never works. And don't worry, you'll get your writing time in.
Lazy me: But I'm hungry. And you don't want to get your blood sugar so low you almost pass out like yesterday in the dentist's office.
Silly me: They all thought it was watching them pull your son's teeth.
Psycho-exercising me *indignant*: It wasn't that at all. It was the 5 mile run in the heat and not eating enough.
Silly me: Yeah, right.
Psycho-exercising me: It had nothing to do with the blood!
Blogging me: This will make a great blog. I better go write it down before I forget.
Productive me: Do! Not! Leave! We're having a huddle, people!
Writing me *tapping watch*: 6.5 pages...
Psycho-exercising me: I'm not huddling next to her *points at silly me who is making funny faces*
Time Wasting me: I think I'd like to try out a new station on Pandora.
*huddle breaks up as everyone starts talking at once*
Productive me *yelling*: Stop it! This isn't getting us anywhere!
Um, yeah. Maybe I'll get back to you next week once I have an actual PLAN.