I may have made some misguided remarks about getting back to “real” posts today, now that Much Ado About Nothing is over, but I just don’t imagine anybody believed them. For heavens’ sake, I had a brutally busy weekend including two performances and a cast party, I worked ten hours today, I did some other stuff after work, I’m TIRED. And it isn’t Tired Tuesday yet. I think I might manage a Monday Mental Meanderings. Let’s see what comes of the keyboard.
A side note: Much Ado isn’t completely over yet. We may have one more performance. I’ll write a blog post about it if we do.
I promised myself that I would write more when I wasn’t running around to rehearsals and performances so much. I was really looking forward to it. Who knew I was going to feel so brain dead today. Oh, who am I kidding? Everybody knew it. Still, I brought a notebook to work and did not bring any cryptogram puzzles or other reading material. I would write SOMETHING. Sometime turned out to be a letter to my sister. I didn’t finish it.
The notebook I had brought was not one I had written in recently. While flipping through to a blank page, I discovered a novel I started last year which I had been thinking about lately but did not know where it was. Now I know! I re-read what I had written. Sometimes when I am reading something I wrote I think, I am a very good writer. No doubt I flatter myself. I really must start finishing my novels. Then they might be published and other people could judge what kind of a writer I am (although I will probably say to them, “Don’t judge”).
In the meantime, I declare this foolish blog post done and I will see if I can come up with something better for tomorrow. Happy Monday, everyone.
Mohawk Valley Girl 