I haven't written a blog post in over two years, and I don't blame anyone for giving up on me.
When the pandemic isolation started, I had grandiose plans of writing, editing, advertising my books, and even cleaning my house. Yet, one week in, after we had gone away and were ordered to quarantine, my hubby was starting to pace, and I couldn't stand it. We started to do things together. It was too early to plant the garden, so we would walk up and down the lonely road on which we lived and collect beer cans.
HOT TIP! Want a good investment? Buy stock in Bud Light. We collected $40 worth, and at 5 cents a can, that was a lot of cans.
As I was saying, my plans to get things done went out the window. Instead, we walked, talked, cooked, and did everything but the mental list I had created.
And now, two-plus years later, the world has changed, we have changed, and my blog recorded none of it.
But I did do a bit of writing. I had one proposal rejected and the other is still pending. But this last one, whose conflict was pumped up by some of my helpful writer friends, is a keeper nonetheless. I managed to get its first draft written. After isolation ended.
I also did other things. I went glamping, toured the Carolinas, and checked a few things off my bucket list. In the coming days, if you stay with me, you're going to journey with me to those wonderful places. Here's a hint of what's to come.
Tell me what you did during the pandemic isolation. Did you get your list done?
