I feel like a train, picking up speed as it pulls out of the depot. Chug…chug…chug…chug…chug…chug.chug.chug.CHUGCHUGCHUGCHUG.
If given a few days of uninterrupted silence, I could easily pound out the rest of this novel. But I think this forced absence is going to help me process the story more, so that when I come back I will not only be able to throw myself into the end, but I would have had enough time away to mull things over so that I can start on the second draft almost immediately after my return.
I’m about to begin a scene where one of the minor characters does something very, very bad that changes the lives of all the characters forever. Then? Boom, boom, boom, everything collapses like a long stretch of dominoes. Things are said and done that can’t ever be taken back.
It’s been hard to tear myself away from the laptop.
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Like Laura’s household, things have been beyond hectic here.
Yesterday, I did four hours of packing. This was my morning today: drop baby off at preschool, shop at Target for meds for trip, shop for a few days’ worth of groceries, get eyebrows threaded, go to class party (potato sack races and water balloon games in 90 degree heat), realize kids needed popsicles to cool down, leave class party, pick up popsicles at grocery store, arrive at preschool pick-up 10 minutes late with 3-year old waiting in retched heat, drive by elementary school again to drop off popsicles, go home to pack more before other two children come home from school.
Tonight, I have a make up swim lesson for two kids, followed by book club. Tomorrow? Two class parties at the same time, both of which I have to bring food, and I have to get prescriptions for antibiotics for the trip. My husband has been working a lot of hours (leaving early, getting home after the kids go to bed) so it’s been me, me, me for most of the packing and all of the end-of-school junk.
Tomorrow is also the last day of school. In three days we’ll be on our way to India.
I am almost grateful for the long plane ride. It’ll be the first chance I get to actually do nothing.