You know it's summer when the fireflies are out

However, I have not seen that many fireflies this year...

Granted, I am at this keyboard most nights. But on those occasions I poke my head out it is nice to spy lime-green flickers hovering above the grass.

Spent a good hour on the phone with mom tonight, discussing ways to structure her next steps. Perhaps I should write a different book...

Concerning my writing, I am circling back around to take a fresh look at what the heck Heritage House is supposed to be. There are too many "interesting" scenes and moment, but not enough cohesion to this story.

So what to do? Pare down the tale and make it simpler. You have to clear back some of the excess and get at the real story beneath it all. I know you are supposed to rewrite when you are finished. But in this case, I am spinning off in too many directions.

I may attempt to take some time off from work to regroup on this project.

Then again, I have that bad habit of not taking vacation time that I am due.

A buddy of mine said the other day that nothing seemed to excite me and to certain extent he was right.

I do need that jolt to get the blood flowing again. And NO, I won't be baking brownies. I can't make dessert every time I need a pick-me-up. Snacks are not the answer.

What I need is to get the damn book finished and stop whining about it.

And then... and then I will have something worth blogging about.