I need to write an article that emerging and experienced writers can appreciate, and all that I do is determine ways to put off the inevitable. The article must be written, yet without a clear focus or even a subject to write about, my mind drifts from place to place and all regions of my conscious and subconscious.
Hang on…my coffee cup is empty.
[Five minutes later]
Aaahh! A delicious white chocolate mocha venti, hot, no whipped cream from my favorite bookstore’s café. I come here to write because home has too many distractions. The television is usually ‘on’ in the living room. While the office is in a second bedroom, the audio can be heard even if the television screen is blocked from view. The news channel or Cartoon Network is the usual choices for companionship. Occasionally music from my collection is selected; however my CDs tend to influence my writing style. Heavy rock for all the ‘evil’ characters, jazz for narration, and so on. Once in a while I’ll turn on the radio, but the local music stations play the same songs over and over with too many commercials. Much of the time talk radio will be a selection, again offering a false sense of companionship as the on-air personality’s voice talks to me. No one to nag at you is one of the drawbacks of being single.
Dammit! I’m dilly-dallying again.
