I am currently writing the first few chapters of a book, which really means I'm spending a lot of time online, looking at facebook, looking at shoes, reviewing the details of my cable bill. This has been going on for weeks. I do get shit done, I do get writing done, I do...
Thalia is the Muse of humor and some other stuff, poetry, pros? Whatever. I like to look at her little smirk and say "help me!" She laughs -at me, not with me. I am the butt of her joke.
Really I need the muse of focus, the anti ADD muse. The Muse that divines adderall. Or just a time when people just sat down and got stuff done. Now there is always so much going on. My head is always busy and my mouth is always dry. As soon as I find one thing and focus I get an idea about something else I should be doing, and something else and then I need a glass of water. Tap water, because those plastic bottles are ruining the planet. Ask yourself when you are drinking from one of those horrible things "do I hate the earth?"
Just now I looked up and my fridge was slightly open and I said to my future husband "do you hate the earth?" which pissed him off. Thalia laughs at him too.
Nice tangent, see what I mean.
Now I really must get to work. Stop distracting me. stop. I mean it, good-bye.
