…and not the Pauly Shore movie.
I’m pretty sure this is officially the latest I’ve ever posted our regular Tuesday get-together, but I spent a much longer day than I’d bargained for serving on a jury.
I know, maybe I should have some “canned” posts ready for days like this, but I don’t. I prefer to live in the uncertain!
But seriously, maybe we can get a little learnin’ out of this experience.
I’ve been working hard since the beginning of 2017–and before that, truth be told, to re-prioritize my own writing, with a goal of writing at least 1000 words every day. I haven’t been perfect on that score, but I’ve definitely been writing more.
But in the final analysis, this is a self-imposed deadline. I take it seriously, but at the same time I also live in the world. A world that includes, every once in a while, jury duty. Your world may well include that, too. Or a medical emergency, or some kind of work something, or a vacation. Something can intrude on your writing goals–and your blogging goals–and blow up your day.
And now I’ve found out after having left this morning at 6:20 am to drop my wife off at work and get to the courthouse at 8:15 am then leaving the courthouse after 5:00 pm, picking her up almost an hour and a half later, and not getting home until just before 7:00 pm that I have to go back again tomorrow.
And maybe Thursday.
So yeah, jury duty blew up my work day, and now threatens to blow up my work week.
But I will live to fight another day, people, and so will you if you need to take a day off to handle other parts of your life, positive or negative.
Either way, next week we’ll get back to Lovecraft’s advice for horror (and fantasy) authors.
Unless O.J. Simpson has been up to no good in Bellevue, Washington.