Sunday, February 8, 2009

8,000 Words Behind

I haven't written one word, except for several room service breakfast orders, which puts me 8,000 words behind for our first week. My DH and I went on a seven-day cruise last week. We had two days at sea and I had my laptop. I could have written. The thought even occurred to me. But I had chocolate instead and read a couple of books.

Before I left, I had visions that I would be writing. I took everything I needed. Everything but the slightest motivation.

One night I was even showered and pajamaed and in bed with a good book by 7:30. DH went to the casino and won $24. Ah me. That's about all the excitement I can stand and it was divine.

I wasn't completely lazy -- I did lots of miles on the promenade deck. Not as many miles as I had desserts, but better than no miles.

But now I'm back. The clothes washer may never catch up with all the laundry but I will catch up on my word count by writing 2,000 words a day, starting tomorrow. There's always tomorrow, right?

7 comments:

Karen said...

Sounds like it was the perfect thing to do - nothing like a bit of reading and chocolate to get your mind ready for writing. Wish I had as good an excuse.

Ceri Hebert said...

I don't think I could possibly find the motivation to write if I were on a cruise. The muse would have to stay home. Glad you had a good time.

Marianne Arkins said...

I'm with Ceri... I think writing would have been the last thing on my mind. As excuses go, yours is a credible one!

Welcome back.

Keri Mikulski said...

Glad to hear you had a great time on your cruise. I don't think I would have written either. Welcome back! :)

Jen said...

Hey, I'd trade a cruise for writing, any day. Glad it was a lovely vacation!

Tiffany said...

I'm so jealous! A cruise sounds wonderful. Sounds like your batteries got recharged!

Joanie said...

What a life! I wouldn't have written anything either. Someday when we're all rich and famous maybe this group can have our own JaNo cruise. I think I could write with everyone here keeping me going. But alone, like you, I would read and eat desserts--and be grateful I didn't have to cook or do dishes for a week.

Okay, I'm jealous now.