Seeing what I was doing as she entered, G.W. actually pulled the platter aside, as if I wasn't deserving of her munchies. Belatedly, I realized she'd expected to find me in mid-story. She was used to seeing me with my butt planted in its swivel chair, my pale and sunken face illuminated by the blue-white color of my computer screen. When she came through the door, the computer screen was dark. For the first day this summer, I hadn't even turned the machine on. Instead, G.W. saw me playing with a small dried gourd, a hunk of Sculpey, and some acrylic paints.
So G.W. cried out what she cried out (see above), I felt guilty...but let's pause there for a moment. If I truly was a slacker, would I have felt badly about abandoning my keyboard for a day?
I don't think so, either. So I told her, "I'm having fun."
"This is no time for fun," she said.
In that, she was absolutely wrong. Whenever Glynn and I finish a writing project, we take a week off to recharge our emotional batteries, refresh the little gray cells, and pump ourselves up for life's next challenge. Usually, we only have a vague idea of what we're doing next but that's not the case now. Even as puzzle over the plotline for our first ever sequel-to-a-sequel, we know our next story is The 5th Brother.
The 6th Brother was a lengthy project for Team Anne Glynn. G.W. and Tegan, our two beta readers, had shared their notes with us, we'd made some corrections, and all involved seemed pleased with the final project. In every way except for the actual publication of the novella, we're finished. At this point, I was ready for a little R & R.
The Good Witch didn't care. An insatiably curious reader, she wanted to know what happens next in our bride tale...and, for that to happen, I needed to put words on paper. I love that she feels that way.
Realizing she wouldn't win this battle, G.W. placed her snack platter on the corner of my work table. "So what is this thing?" she asked.
"It's a gourd fish."
"Does it have a name?"
"I call it, Gourd Fish," I admitted, "because I'm creative that way."
"I'm going to the kitchen to get a butter knife," G.W. told me. "I'm putting avocado on everything."