Monster Valentine Heart (in Progress)
It is past bed time. I can feel the monster under the bed just waiting to jump out. The house is quiet as a cemetery, including all those creaks and groans!
So what, might you ask, am I still doing at the computer?
I am waiting for the monster muse to hit me upside the head, or the monster in the closet to chase the ghouls down the hallway. Anything, at all, would be an improvement over sitting at the computer waiting for words to come out of my fingertips.
“What’s that you say? I’m supposed to use my brain? I think the mummy in the spare bedroom ate it.”
While I am waiting for the muse to sneak in, when I least expect it, I will keep my fingers nimble and exercise them a little. Up, down, up, down. That’s right, write away you little goblins.
Never being an organized person in any way, shape or form, I have never set a schedule for writing. Plenty of times I have read instructions and suggestions from popular Authors telling me to set aside at least ten minutes a day at the same time for writing.
About the only thing regular about my schedule is the fact that I work best in the quiet. And that is usually when the family is away, my hubby is at work, early morning before anyone else rises, or late at night when everyone else is asleep. The only ones awake tonight are me and my monsters.
The best advice I have ever received is to write! No matter what you write, sit down with paper and pencil, or computer and write. Write what ever comes in to your mind or in my case, what ever comes to my finger tips, since my mind seems to be missing.
Ooooh, there goes the Bogart. He just peeked out from behind the T.V. and ran across the floor. Ah, never mind that was a mouse.
I thought I might have something important to write about there for a minute.
Is that a ghost I hear? No, just the wind blowing through the trees.
I guess even my monsters are asleep.
I’ll try again another night.
Sleep tight,
Don’t let the monsters bite,
Try not to scream tonight,
E’en during the ghostie’s flight,
Try not to take fright,
Good Night!
Sondi