On Sunday morning, my pastor prayed for my employment status. At ten o’clock on Sunday night, I got a text asking if I could work on Monday. I also worked today, meaning I’ve got fifteen hours of work in for the week and I also have a crap ton of schoolwork to deal with tomorrow and Friday. I’ve been having mild but frustrating issues with my computer. On top of that, my grandmother has been in the hospital (she’s at home now and perfectly fine), so…I haven’t exactly had the chance or the mental energy to think about writing in general this week.
I should also note that it’s ten fifteen at night, and I spent seven and a half hours wrangling small children. So this post is going to be a bit disjointed.
When I came home from work today, I crashed. I’d scraped by on a protein shake for breakfast and a student-sized portion of cafeteria taco salad (at the ungodly hour of 10:45 in the morning). An hour and forty minutes of my morning was simply scheduled as “Library.” Was I supposed to guard the books to make sure they didn’t escape? No kids came in, so I read the last two acts of “The Duchess of Malfi” in which literally everyone dies and is pretty much a mirrored version of “Edward II.”
Anyway, I crashed. I laid in bed for three hours straight. Not the best way to spend my time, I know, but college is the perfect time to make stupid decisions. (That’s also why I’m writing this blog really late on a Wednesday night.)
I didn’t sleep, and I didn’t spend the entire time on my phone. Instead, I daydreamed. I saw my characters, heard their voices, saw the ways they interact with each other. It was nice. I’ve got a nice group of imaginary friends that I can spend time with and vent my feelings through. It’s a nice outlet. Not as cathartic as actually writing, but as soon as the words get put on the page, the fantasy is partially destroyed. Nothing I write will ever match the glory of what goes on in my imagination.
Anyway, one of those computer problems I mentioned earlier involved my keyboard, and I think it’s starting to act up on me again. I’d better go before the problem gets worse. Plus, I’m exhausted and still need to shower off all my child-germs. With everything going on this week, I could use a laugh. Hop on my Twitter (I’m @MJPiazza2) and tag me in your funniest meme. God bless you, dear readers, and don’t forget to review us on Amazon!
I should also note that it’s ten fifteen at night, and I spent seven and a half hours wrangling small children. So this post is going to be a bit disjointed.
When I came home from work today, I crashed. I’d scraped by on a protein shake for breakfast and a student-sized portion of cafeteria taco salad (at the ungodly hour of 10:45 in the morning). An hour and forty minutes of my morning was simply scheduled as “Library.” Was I supposed to guard the books to make sure they didn’t escape? No kids came in, so I read the last two acts of “The Duchess of Malfi” in which literally everyone dies and is pretty much a mirrored version of “Edward II.”
Anyway, I crashed. I laid in bed for three hours straight. Not the best way to spend my time, I know, but college is the perfect time to make stupid decisions. (That’s also why I’m writing this blog really late on a Wednesday night.)
I didn’t sleep, and I didn’t spend the entire time on my phone. Instead, I daydreamed. I saw my characters, heard their voices, saw the ways they interact with each other. It was nice. I’ve got a nice group of imaginary friends that I can spend time with and vent my feelings through. It’s a nice outlet. Not as cathartic as actually writing, but as soon as the words get put on the page, the fantasy is partially destroyed. Nothing I write will ever match the glory of what goes on in my imagination.
Anyway, one of those computer problems I mentioned earlier involved my keyboard, and I think it’s starting to act up on me again. I’d better go before the problem gets worse. Plus, I’m exhausted and still need to shower off all my child-germs. With everything going on this week, I could use a laugh. Hop on my Twitter (I’m @MJPiazza2) and tag me in your funniest meme. God bless you, dear readers, and don’t forget to review us on Amazon!