Fresh Air Doesn’t Help Writers Block!

Yesterday I had attempted to work on my Charmed Destiny novel without any type of success. My husband decided that some fresh air would help, so to the tennis courts we went. We have played 4 full games so far and my score is 0-4 :(.

For championship point, I knew he was going to try to ace it. I strategically placed myself awaiting the strike, not only was I ready but I already knew I was going to slice it gently back over the net. However something went wrong…either I didn’t time the slice correctly or he hit it much harder than I realized but the ball hit my racquet only to shoot up and swipe my throat. Needless to say the game ended on sour terms. He wouldn’t express his happiness of winning even though it shown in his eyes and I tried to hide how much it hurt with a smile.

For the rest of the evening, I stared at the laptop screen…waiting some sort of inspiration to hit but nothing came. It took a few hours of staring and thinking before I quit for the night, deciding to get more writing done in the morning.

Cut to this morning…We (Husband and I) decided to get up early to play tennis again. As a wife I know my husbands secrets like he can’t function without coffee first and that it takes him a while to wake up.

I took him to the courts and stated, “After the game, we’ll get a celebratory coffee.”

🙂 Yes, I’m aware that this is unfair but I need every advantage I can get! I served first and got the first game under my belt in minutes, it felt so good. He was dragging so bad that I even offered to make it a short game, the first to win 3 sets wins it all. He agreed and on his set we were already at 0-30.

I knew I had this in the bag…until he aced right passed my blinking eyes. It was horrible, I didn’t even get the thought of moving to my limbs it happened so quickly. And my husband smiled complaining, “You need to actually go for the ball.”

Annoyed, I made my stance, gripped the handle and swayed from side to side. I was going to hit the next ball and make him suffer for that. I have all the advantages on my side. So i watched him bounce the ball a few times, raise his racquet and swing. I watched it sail over the net quickly, bounce close and took a step back to hit it. Only for it to savagely assault my throat again, right at the base where it connects to my chest.

My racquet dropped instantly from my hands…really? This is how my morning is going to start? Did I not think of almost everything to make sure I got a win? My husband quit then, advised that it was too early for both of us to play and bought us breakfast.

And here I sit once again, staring at my laptop screen hoping for some sort of inspiration to hit as quickly and hard as the tennis ball did me. Two days in a row. I know that I’ll be laughing about this in a few days, in my head it sounds hilarious but right now I still can’t imagine how it happened.

Fresh air most definitely doesn’t help writers block!

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Love is a burning thing
and it makes a firery ring
bound by wild desire
I fell in to a ring of fire…

I fell in to a burning ring of fire
I went down,down,down
and the flames went higher.
And it burns,burns,burns
the ring of fire
the ring of fire.

Ring of Fire By Johnny Cash

Love is a burni…

I feel so foolish, I never noticed
You act so nervous, could you be fallin’ for me?
It took the rumor to make me wonder,
Now I’m convinced that I’m goin’ under.
Thinkin’ ’bout you every day,
Dreamin’ ’bout you every night.
I’m hopin’ that you feel the same way,
Now that we know it, let’s really show it darlin’.

Let’s give ’em somethin’ to talk about
(Somethin’ to talk about)
A little mystery to figure out
(Somethin’ to talk about)
Let’s give ’em somethin’ to talk about
How about love?

Something To Talk About By Bonnie Raitt

I feel so fooli…

I wanted freedom
Bound and restricted
I tried to give you up
But I’m addicted

Now that you know I’m trapped sense of elation
You’d never dream of
Breaking this fixation

You will squeeze the life out of me

Bury it
I won’t let you bury it
I won’t let you smother it
I won’t let you murder it

Our time is running out
Our time is running out
You can’t push it underground
You can’t stop it screaming out
How did it come to this?
Oh

You will suck the life out of me

Time Is Running Out By Muse

Hope Series, Destiny Series, Blood Series

I wanted freedo…

You could be the end of me
Too many shades of gray
It’s just another pointless game that we play

I couldn’t tell the truth
I’ll never make you stay
Because tomorrow always happens yesterday

I fell apart in your arms
For the last time
And I felt free to do what I want
Because of the things you told me
Because of the things you told me, you told me
I felt free

I Felt Free By Circa Survive

Blowing the Whistle, Destiny Series

You could be th…

Entertain you
Rearrange you
Forever claim you

Its demanding
Not understanding
But everlasting

Let it soothe you
Creep into you
And all that moves you

Cause you’re seeking
Cause you’re needing
So start believing

We believe the currency of love
We believe the virgin falls in love
Care free the beat’ll pass it on,
Please believe the currency of love

Currency of Love By Silversun Pickups

Entertain you

Hope Series Moving Ahead

After two days of non-existent writing, I’m back on board. I’m editing the sequel to Glimmer of Hope, Hope Has A Glare, and adding the little details needed before calling that finished. And then I’ll be plotting the outline for the third installment. Excited to get this final book down for the trilogy, it’s going to be so much fun to write with all the plot twists and turns.