Mondays are not my favorite days now. I know most people don’t favor Mondays to begin with, but we’ve always gotten along pretty well. Until yesterday. I do not like the dark. Oh sure, it’s all good for sleeping and, well, sleeping, but otherwise, I don’t like to be out in it. It’s skeery! And on Mondays, I work “late” at the office. Six o’clock. That’s late when you consider first that I have class in the morning (note to self: It’s NOT a good idea to have math when I’m nice and fresh because more likely I am instead slightly awake and cranky), and second that it is now dark when I leave.
In the dark, who knows what hides. I have to get from the nice bright school down the terrible dark road to the dankly lit parking garage without accidentally keying the wrong person in the eyeball (did you know I startle easily? I suggest you do not test me on that). Yes, I’m a big scaredy-cat. I was sure you already knew this about me.
When I was getting dressed for the day, I chose comfortable clothes and flat shoes. The better to run from serial killers, my dear. My imagination, it works.
Once I was securely locked in my car and out of the garage (and, okay, out of the city, too), I began to relax and think about my NaNo novel. And then my mind ran wild and thought instead about the assignment I had just completed, and that’s when I realized what was happening. The NaNo novel I was writing and getting not too far on was actually supposed to be my big final writing project for my creative writing class. And the story I thought I’d write for that assignment has so much more depth and should be my NaNo novel.
So here I am on Day Three…changing stories. Isn’t that SO me?
PS – I’m appearing live (not really, but I was alive at the time of the interview and I’m alive now, so same thing) at a great new blog by a great new local friend: Writing While the Rice Boils – A blog for writers with little time and even less money, who are on the journey to publication. Click on through and see me here – Interview with Angela Giles Klocke (’cause that’s my name, don’t wear it out).

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