Last week I was determined, committed , deadly serious about returning to my writing. Actually it’s been a few more weeks then that but the point is I started posting something on my blog every single day and working on stories for Halloween and some new short stories.
I haven’t been able to do this for awhile, so I started this project called Blogging 101 at WordPress and I’ve been living and breathing what am I going to write about today.
So to keep myself focused ( that’s my way of saying goofing off and not concentrating) I hung two of my voodoo dolls where I can see them when I write.
Ok. I’m not relying on Voodoo to keep me writing.
And I don’t stick pins in these dolls ( one is actually to scare away bad spirits and the other is to attract good ones)
But when my mind wanders and I feel the urge to play on facebook or channel surf or otherwise get distracted I look up at them…
and sometimes I would swear they maybe moved a little…or maybe not and I’m pretty sure I was the one who moved them around a bit, maybe when I was dusting (its been so hot and the air here in Terrace is sort of ick right now )
on the other hand.
No sense in taking chances.
No reason to let them think that I am the one who is bringing the bad Mojo into our space.
And I go straight back to writing.