Thursday, May 19, 2011

The Endless Energy of Fairies

Originally published at Absentminded Author, v1.

When I awoke this morning and discovered the Goblin was home sick, I knew then that I would not get any writing done as I had planned. As a full-time parent you resolve yourself to these type of random events. After all, we decided to bring the li'l fairies into the world. We can't ignore them once they get here. We must dance to their music until they head off to be on their own.

Of course, that doesn't mean I don't have any say in the music that is played. She thought she was going to have a day full of endlessly streaming Netflix movies while I doted on her. Instead, I made her chip away at her homework pile. Oooh, the evil scowls I got.

Later, since she seemed perfectly fine, I took her and the Leprechaun to a Burger King playground. I thought "Hey, maybe I can get some writing done." Delusional, I know, but these are the thoughts that help drive me forward away from despair.

We stayed a while, and I then hoped that she was wiping herself out to make bedtime easier, but that was a dream made of butterfly wings. Starting at 8:30pm my wife and tried to get her to stay in bed, but she kept springing out of bed like rocket fueled popcorn. Even just before 11pm I found her in my bedroom digging through storage boxes.

Finally, after one last hurrah in the bathroom, I managed to wear her down and got her to stay in bed.

This left me free of the fairy ring and free to write, so write I did. Off to a café I went to pour myself into my story while I had some energy left.

Such a relief. I feel strongly that I may yet finish this story by June 1st. I'm in an unofficial contest with Bree Despain and Brodi Ashton who have their own deadlines to meet by then. I needed a fire under my feet, so I asked Bree to hold me accountable.

And now my day is done and hopefully tomorrow will bring me closer to the end of this year plus long project. Chapter 16 is turning out wonderful. My main character has figured out how to save his friend, I fleshed out an earlier chapter, and tomorrow I take my main character to his roof and beyond. All I have left to do tonight is return home and climb into bed with a book.

That is assuming the Goblin hasn't trashed my bedroom while I was gone.