There has been so much going on around me of late that I'm about ready to run for the hills and not come back. I hate saying that here because there are some very wonderful people who will read this and I don't want them to take this the wrong way. I love you all and I don't want you to think that I'm bitching because of you. I'm bitching because I damn well want to and this is my web log and I can pretty much do what I want, well except to say blog.
I have been working with this wonderful bunch of people on a special book and things have gotten sticky on more than one occasion and yes it at times makes me nervous, at times it scares the living hell out of me, and yes sometimes I get mad as hell. I'm human.
It's amazing what we go through everyday without thinking about it or if we do we keep it bottled up inside us. You have a hundred things you need to be taking care of but you are ending up trying to prioritize what is the most important and needs to be done first and often when you get about half way through your list you find the day is over and you are exhausted and too many things you know you should have done are left for the next day but you end up with the same problem as the day before. That is what has happened to me a lot lately.
I have to put so much of my stuff on hold and sometimes it does get to me. How do I tell people that expect you to be there for them that you can't? How do you tell them no? Don't get me wrong I love what I'm doing and unfortunately some people will see this and think it pertains to them when in fact it doesn't but to clarify that would end up with me hurting person or persons possibly individually and I don't want that either. I simply want to bitch so I'm bitching.
I haven't been able to work on my own books and that bothers me a lot. I also know that I will get back to them and hopefully that will be in another month or so. In the meantime I'm going to vent here just this once and move on.
I would feel better if my sense of humor would find it's way back to me but it's still lost out there in the nether regions and is refusing to come home. I hope someone hasn't run over it and left it a smashed goo on the interstate of where the hell am I and the cross section of oops. You didn't know that place existed? Where the hell do you think your mind goes to when it wonders.
Anyway I have been writing but I'm not working on one of my books. I know that I will soon be able to return to that and I will be happy when my crazy little cracked mind can once again crawl into my little make believe worlds and I can go to my happy place. OK so my happy place involves death, mayhem, and destruction, I never said it was a happy place for everyone. It has been so long since I've traveled there that I'm keeping a list of all those I intend to do away with once I get back.