There has most definitely been blog inconsistency over the last couple of weeks and I wish I could explain it.
I think I’ve just been exhausted. I remember a couple of nights where I would get home from work and quickly end up in my bedroom.
I’m sure that loosing my younger brother last month has sucked some of the life out of me. I’m still devastated by it.
This is me making the adjustment. I have a bunch of tasks every day that I need to perform in order for me to call the day completed. That hasn’t been happening. Writing included. I keep the journal and I write in that everyday but my daily word push has fallen by the wayside since I finished *The 6th Iteration*.
So, today I get back into the solid routines I have created. I will begin the next short story. I will begin to spec out my screenplay which I still have no ideas about other than I want to adapt a short story. *Debauchery in B Minor* may be the one I go with because it is just a fun story.
Sometimes it is difficult to move forward with a tragedy you’ve suffered but moving forward is exactly what we need to do. I have a lot of things I want to do before I leave the world of the living.
I hope all of you do too.
*The picture is from the morning newspaper. It was taken in Chicago and when I see the sand, it throws me off.*