Is it because it's Friday? Because it's June? Because this is one of the most beautiful days we've had in months? Whatever the reason, I'm not getting a whole lot accomplished today. No articles have jumped out at me screaming "Share Me!" as I've waded through hundreds of Facebook posts. Over on my blogger lists, most of the best writers have settled for posting a book review or a litany of things they are not doing either. My mailbox has been empty. My new "ToDoist" application offers me a list of chores, and one of those is, of course, "put up a blog post." But there's just not that much that excites me.
So what have I done all day? Well, two things. I've been cleaning up a lot of Lions business. The last meeting of my term as president of Mid-South Lions Sight and Hearing Service takes place next week, so I'm cleaning up all the loose ends, but feeling a little sorry for myself. I'm rounding up new statements on all of our policies--like non-discrimination, non-harassment, and whistle-blowing, because there are government regulations that require us to say that we'll be good and kind and fair. OK, next? Well, we need a meeting agenda, and I should be prepared to make a short farewell statement, and . . . you get the idea. Meanwhile, I know (from cruising the internet) that my CEO is at a golf tournament and my successor is out with her husband drinking margaritas. Now, where's the fairness in that?
I'm also scheduled to take over as secretary of my Lions Club, so every so often I trudge over to the training section of the LCI website and try to figure out how to handle shifting membership statuses, keep track of working hours, etc. My due diligence is not helped by pages on that website that say "This is not working. We'll fix it on Monday." Ok, if they take the day off, why shouldn't I?
Maybe I should just concentrate on writing my next book, but there's a troll out there who keeps telling me that I don't know how to write and that I don't understand what a plot is. Ok, I'll listen to criticism and try to learn from it. But this particular troll seems to think that only one kind of book is worth reading. It must have a larger than life hero with an insurmountable problem. He must be opposed at every turn by an evil antagonist who thwarts the hero . . . until the huge climax when good overcomes evil and all is well. He also recommends filling the in-between spaces with terror, horror, and zombie apocalypses. Uh, no. Not me!
Just to make sure that he isn't telling me what I need to hear, I've also spent the last couple of days re-reading the first half of the new book. Horror? No. Satanic plots? No. Sci-Fi? Nope? Zombies? Nary a one. But there's a good man, a family that needs to be loved, and enough troubles to make their future uncertain. There's no supernatural terror, but enough sad parts to bring the occasional tear, as well as some parts that make me smile. Maybe there won't be a "happy-ever-after ending, either. Life is seldom like that. But the things that happen will be realistic, not contrived, and they'll come together to leave the reader satisfied, I hope.
So maybe I'd better get back to work and finish the damned thing. Maybe it'll find a reader or two after all. And maybe after the weekend I'll find something better to blog about.