The inner workings of a troubled mind.

Distraction = De-stressing

Another cold day approaches and I begin the proper preparations. Tiny gloves and scarves are put into the drawers, fall sweaters are replaced with thick winter jackets, and tiny feet are measured for new boots.
Winter is no longer creeping around the corner teasing me with its frosty breath. I am ready!

My cousin and I were texting back and forth for most of the day today. I'm loving my new phone and all the new features on it that keep me entertained and away from daily chores. Both of my kids were reaping the benefits as well. We watched a couple episodes of their favorite cartoons and a movie. My husband was online most of the day reading up on the cool features and shortcuts and what not. I wasn't surprised when he informed me that there is a forum set up for the phone. There is a forum for everything nowadays. I feel like a child playing with his new toy, or a baby fascinated by something glittery. I had to laugh out loud when my children scolded my husband and me for playing with our phones too long. I handed it over to my daughter, who put it in the other room so I wouldn't touch it. My husband got away with keeping his because he told her he was going to download a kids app for her. That sneaky man.
I should have thought of that first.

A really good thing came out of this phone obsession, and that is the fact that I wasn't stressed out about writing.
In fact, I didn't think about it. OK I'm totally lying. I was thinking about it but not stressing about it like I have been lately. I posted the first chapter of one of my novels the other day. I wasn't planning on ever doing this or even showing anyone, but a few women I have become friends with on this site really encouraged me to do it.
Actually, it was more like peer pressured and threatened me. Kidding on the threatening part.
Seriously, they have been a great support system, along with a couple of my fellow bloggers who encourage me to write every day. I am truly grateful for meeting them. I would probably still be walking around in limbo with out them.  (I hate when I get like this. *wipes tear*) Sorry, no more cheesy sappy stuff.

Anyway, I took a big step and posted this chapter. I know it needs work, but I don't feel so alone in my writing world anymore and thanks to my phone, I am de-stressed and able to let my muse skip around and do her funky little dance. She's a strange one, a unique and free spirited soul. Sometimes she dances too fast for me and my fingers struggle to catch up. One day I'll be able to translate her perfectly on the page.

Then I'll be doing her funky little dance.

Here's the chapter if your up for a little teaser. I'll be posting more very very soon. Feel free to comment on any improvements needed. I would love the feedback.

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