It snowed again this week, only this time we got a little more of it and a LOT of sleet. The mix and the fact that it stayed either at or below freezing for two whole days meant for a slick ice blanket over parts of the yard that were less grassy. That meant the chicken yard was our equivalent of a frozen pond. Meaning, Carolyn and I had a fun time doing what I call “Southern Skating.”
This video is only 20 seconds long, but you should get the idea of what I mean by “Southern Skating.” In the video you can see that the snow in our front yard has already melted, but the sun didn’t have a chance to shine on the chicken yard, leaving a nice, thick, slippery layer of ice over the grassless area.
(And yes, that is me talking behind the camera. Am I the only one who thinks one’s own voice sounds so odd on a recording?!)
It’s been too cold to do much else so writing, trying to get reacquainted with the piano, and working out have been my only major activities this week. As I mentioned in a previous post, I’ve had some real struggles with my writing, but my mom did offer me some real encouragement recently.
“It doesn’t feel the same,” I told her a week ago today. “When I wrote the first and second books, it felt like it was all spilling out of me faster than I could write it. I’m going to finish it–I’m determined to finish it–but I feel like I’ve run out of steam. I don’t know what happened.”
Her response was quick and enlightening. “Well, that’s because it’s the end of all things. You’re wrapping up the story. You’ve matured and your characters have matured, and because of certain things that happened in the second book, the tension is dying down. You’ve entered your story’s Winter.”
WOW. That made me feel so much better. This is winter. While some major obstacles will still be thrown in my characters’ paths, they are getting close to the final victory. My two main characters are married now, so they’re different. They’re not kids anymore. And yes, I’m still feeling weary. My brain is worn out by the time I finish a single scene.
But I will NOT give up on this Third Book. Even if all I can manage is a scene or two, I will write a little bit of it every day. Small steps, baby steps. A step everyday. Hi-ho, hi-ho, it’s off to work I go. I appreciate your prayers!