We must all suffer from one of two pains: the pain of discipline or the pain of regret. The difference is discipline weighs ounces while regret weighs tons.
–Jim Rohn
So, I’ve been suffering the pain of discipline lately–back working on the edit-from-hell. Sorry haven’t posted here much. Apparently there are only so many useful words in my brain at one time, and I’ve had to use all the good ones working on my novel. All I have left for this blog are goofy ones like…scuttlebutt or blanche or twaddle.
Christmas was nice around here…nice and quiet. Maybe too quiet? I don’t know. Why is it that I really love having a quiet holiday, but then when it’s over it seems like it didn’t really happen? I don’t think I miss the chaos of a relatives-in-town mixed with small-loud-children but I almost miss the feeling of relief when things quieted back down. Maybe I need some chaos to really relish the calm. Or maybe I’ve lost my mind. You decide.
And while you’re making that decision…answer this question:
Melissa DeCarlo 
I don’t understand why you’re having so much trouble. I have had 3 whole weeks of all the time in the world all to myself, and I’ve accomplished so much diddly-squat. (I don’t seem to have any idea where comma’s go these days, I just, stick them in, anywhere. And I can’t remember if anywhere is supposed to be two words “any where”. Is this what happens when we hit 50? We lose all sense of grammar? I need a new copy of Martin, Strunk and White. Am I rambling? This comment has no discipline. LOL
Who the hell is Martin? It’s just Strunk and White’s “The Elements of Style.” No wonder I’ve been confused.
Hahahaha–I was wondering the same thing when I read your previous comment. Who the hell is Martin? I think you need to go lie down for a few minutes or something. Ha!
A certain amount of hubbub is nice for the holidays, I admit. I don’t want too much, but some is good. Now that I have loud small people living in my house, I feel no need to go anywhere or see anyone else, as they meet my hubbub needs quite well. But before they were around, I felt the need to visit with friends or family, and I suspect I will again once they’re…gone. No, I can’t even think about that right now!
As for New Year’s Eve, not much doing here. I’ve been writing quite a bit, and I’ve also been doing some house repair work for a friend of a friend. That’s been plenty!
Happy New Year!
Happy New Years right back atcha my friend! This is the year I’m going to finish this dumb book and start on another one… I really need to trade the drudgery of editing for the terror of first-drafting. It’s TIME, damn it!!