I will fix my routine....

After a distracting trip to Savannah, Georgia I am back. I will fix my routine. I will correct my sleep schedule, and most important of all... I will step back up my production level. I have deterred in my path to success only to stray back. Every once in awhile every body loses their. The key is to when this happens before it becomes a pattern of habit. Once the edge is over the fall comes next. I have fallen, only to pick myself back up again. Sleep deprived and hot now is a time when I must write.

Whether this is clear or not, is not what matters. What matters as any writer will tell you is to write.... And so, I write. I write this blog, that blog, this comment, that comment, here a few pages of a play, and there a few pages of a play. And like a crack in a pipe the words of water begin to poor through the facets of my fingertips.

By Friday I will have written my first draft of my first play. Not bad for three days worth of writing and 2 months worth of researching. Something new to cross of my new list of writing goals. I have determined it is not that writing is difficult. That is the rather easy part. It is the rewriting, revision, and editing that I simply don't have the patience for.

I don't know what it is, but there is something intrinsic about the click , clacking of keys off the finger tips that begin to build a pulsating pattern of beats and rhythms. And with that my song is over. The dance of word with sentence fails to deliver an encore. So with that I call tonight a good night and early morning.

P.S. My writings will be changing soon... Something weighs on my subconscious and I will write through it if I have to.