I’ve been wondering a lot lately about how I’m going to get my writing done without my laptop. I try to write during the day, but the kids computer is right in the middle of everything. With so much “everything” happening in our house, I can’t seem to concentrate.

Wednesday night I attempted to have a late night writing time. Jason wouldn’t go to bed, so I felt bad and gave up a little after eleven. Last night I set my alarm for 4:30 AM. Yep, that’s right. 4:30 in the morning. Oh, it hurt to hear it go off that early. Jason jumped up and wanted to know what was going on. I told him I was going down stairs to write, and he said he’d go with me. Luckily, I was able to get him to stay in bed.

So I got a good hour and a half of uninterrupted writing time this morning, and it felt great. Okay, the getting up felt horrible, but once I had a cup of coffee and my manuscript in front of me, everything fell into place.

I guess there’s a reason for that silly alarm clock after all.

It’s another shocking event in the Willamette Valley. Sunshine. Yep, I heard it with my own ears. The temperature is expected to be up to 67 tomorrow. There are no clouds in the sky, and the flowers are blooming. I do believe we’ve made it through another soggy Oregon winter.

On another note, I got some writing done yesterday. Within the week I should be back to where I was when the computer disaster of 2010 hit. I’m sure I’ve bellyached about this enough, but I lost a portion of my current manuscript when I lost my dear laptop. It could have been the whole thing, but I had emailed myself a copy in December. Yeah, me!

The good news is that I think these new scenes are better than the originals. There’s just something about a sunny day that makes everything seem wonderful.

Enjoy the sun,

Christina

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Okay, so it wasn’t like I lost one of my “real” friends, but my laptop and I have spent so many hours working together that I must admit to a twinge of grief.

I’m not much of a sports spectator. On Super Bowl Sunday, Jason invited friends over to watch the game, and I thought I’d get some writing done. I pressed that little power button and nothing happened. I tried again. Nothing. This went on and on with me not willing to face the facts. I brought the lifeless machine to our friend Craig. I’m sure he wasn’t thrilled about me interrupting the game, but he was patient and took a look. Thirty minutes later he pronounced it dead.

So, what now? Well, I’ve been sharing the kids computer. They are really good sports about this, but I can tell they’re all wondering how long till Mom gets her own machine again. I’m wondering the same thing.

Thanks for listening,

Christina