The Heat is On
Okay, I have the Kenny Loggins ‘The Heat is On’ running through my head. I hate it when I get and ear worm and I’m humming a song for the day or, worse yet, bopping along to the beat that is only in my head.
The actual temperatures are in the upper 90’s, add the heat index and is in the 100’s. Then the pop-up thunderstorm that take out the power, a dog stressed out by said storms and my weekend is complete.
To quote my friend Sheri Blume, ‘Yikes! It’s hotter than the devil’s panties!’
To write a good story, I have to turn up the heat in my writing comfort zone. To go from the ‘glow’ of hard work to ‘dripping sweat’ is necessary. I can tell all the stories I want, but without the critical eye on my work I’ve got lots of paper and computer bytes that will not amount to much.
Turning that critical eye on my work is hard work. I have to turn off the ‘I want to enjoy my work’ and buckle down. I’ll get it done, I just have to stand the heat.