Fifty Bound and Down

Today is post 1,950, which means I’m fifty posts away from the magical post that is number two thousand.  I know two of those posts will be television recaps, both done tomorrow and next Friday.  That means I have forty-eight original posts to do between now and–according to calculations–Wednesday, July 27, 2016, which is when Post 2,000 should go down.

There’s a problem, however:  I’m bored.

"No work and no play really makes Jill a dull girl."

“No work and no play really makes Jill a dull girl.”

I know:  boo hoo, right?  I know what a few of you are thinking:  “If you need something to do, I know what will keep you busy!”  Yeah, ha ha, I know what that something is.  However, here’s the problem:  I’m trying real hard not to do that thing.  For once I put myself on that path, I know I’m going to spend the next year–or, more likely based upon past experience, about four hundred and fifty days–doing that thing I do.

And that really bothers me.

Allow me to explain:

I was going over time lines last night–yes, I do this when I’m in the mood because I like to keep things nice and neat.  And while going over said time line I noticed one thing:  I still have a lot to fill in for the last two novels.  Yes, I know what the kids are going to do, but only in broad strokes, but I hate to be in a position where I launch into something and I don’t really know where I’m going.

In a way I do know where it’s going:  in fact, I added something to the time line last night that I’ve meant to do for a while, but I’ve been a bit lazy about getting into place.  Yes, sometimes that happens.  Really, it happens a lot.  I mean, when you have as many things going on as I, then you find yourself falling behind on a few things.  Or a lot of them.  Well, not a lot, but you know what I mean.

It’s the damnedest thing, this creativity business.  You spend the better part of a few years working on a couple of projects, and when you get close to the end of those projects you want nothing more than to get them put aside so you can take a well-deserved rest.  Then you start resting and . . . the first thing you want to do is get back into doing something new, which is the wrong thing to do.

I know what I should do, and I’m going to get into that tonight:  I need to begin editing A For Advanced.  It needs it and bad.  Can’t say I’m going to publish it if it looks a mess, and I don’t want that.  So, new goal:  get to editing.  Even though it’s a pain in the ass, get it done.  At least that will take up the summer and allow me to revisit stuff I wrote–well, now, it’s been close to three years now.

That wasn’t so hard to figure out.  Maybe I should get bored more often.