Wednesday, 14 June 2006

Would my real life stop interrupting my writing life, please?

My house is in turmoil. We have painted our open-plan living room and now we are sanding the floorboards. There is dust everywhere. Everything we can move out of the room is now in my bedroom (which looks like an overstuffed storeroom with a bed in the middle). We were eating all our meals in the garden until it started to rain and now we are forced to picnic in our bedrooms -if we can find the floor space.

And just to top it all, the proofs for “Her Parenthood Assignment” have arrived. I have two weeks to get them done and I can’t even find a flat, dust-free surface in my house to put them on. Last night I dreamt that when I looked at them I realised that it wasn’t even the right book staring back at me. In my dream, the word document had corrupted and had somehow morphed into my aborted first attempt at a novel, full of typos and gobbledegook.

I think my brain is trying to tell me I'm a little overstretched.

3 comments:

India said...

If only real life could be a bit more like the lives we write about... Picnicing in the bedroom sounds like a perfect setting for a great scene in a book. In real life I'm sure it's just inconvenient.

Hope things sort themselves out soon. And that all the upheaval is worth it in the end!

Fiona Harper said...

You're right, Imogen, picnics in the bedroom would be good in a book - although i could imagine it getting a little too steamy for a M&B Romance!

All the DIY will be worth it. I've been waiting more than a decade to attack that room. I'm just pleased the stone cladding has gone.

Sue aka MsCreativity said...

What a nightmare! We're busy packing/moving/unpacking for the foreseeable future, so I've put my writing on hold. It's times like these I feel lucky to still be an unpublished writer. I'm not sure how I'd cope with the turmoil and a deadline.

I hope things get better for you soon.