Motivation

I'm going on two solid weeks now of feeling very little motivation to do anything. My to-do list is down to things I've been putting off for one reason or another. I've still not finished sending the novel to my sister. That's my hurdle right now... and it doesn't even seem to be a tall one, just one I'm having trouble making myself cross. Everytime I sit down to look at the novel, I see everything but the novel. I see how my house could really use a deep-cleaning. I see all the wonderful things my kids are doing... and I just want to sit back and observe. (I'm not even dying to write it all down, what's up with that?) I see pictures I want to take and books I want to read. I see naps I want to take. I see the clouds in the sky and dream about that loud, thundering storm that might be on the horizon.

This weekend I took the kids to the Electric Cat Cafe in Paxico, Kansas. Paxico is just the cutest little town, home to numerous antique shops. Evie Green, a friend from Kansas Authors Club, gave a talk on Kansas fossils and the kids were thrilled with all she passed around to see and touch. Then she sent them home with all kinds of goodies. It was great... and we're dreaming up more fossil hunting trips. (We spent some time last fall looking for fossils -- it was one of our projects for a while.)

I suppose I should be content to let this be a go-with-the-flow time of life. No guilt. No self-created stressors.

The kids are making a movie. I'm going to go watch.