Entry 121: Red Alert

I’ve never been good about keeping a journal. It all boils down to consistency. There are days when I skip making an entry. Life can crowd out the time I need to write down my thoughts about a day’s events. I’ve also been reluctant to pose as an expert on the writing process. If I knew anything of value about writing, my work would already be in print. I went out on a skinny limb in 2022 when I shared my 365 days of thankfulness. The exercise forced me to put myself out there with my soft belly exposed. Thank you for joining me on my journey in the written word. Therefore, I plan to keep a journal in 2023 to document my progress. I will call this post Entry 121: Red Alert.

Note: I consider editing an important part of the writing process. Editing is where all the artistry happens.

My morning writing before I started Entry 121: Red Alert

This is one of those mornings when I ask myself why I’m going to so much effort to write stuff no one will ever read. I sometimes go through these times of self-doubt. It contributes to my hesitancy about putting my work out there and also contributes to a roadblock on my journey to self-publish. Oh, well, I still did my morning editing. I’m moving on to chapter 3 tomorrow. I’ve been at the task for a week and looked at the prologue and chapters 1 and 2. Three will be more difficult because I see where I need to make a drastic change soon wo hold the plot together.

The book I am currently reading right now and Entry 121: Red Alert

I am moving slowly through the pages of Kate Atkinson’s One Good Turn. I haven’t had much time for reading in the past few days.

What I’m listening to right now and Entry 121: Red Alert

I am listening to a radio station Rooster picked for background noise.

What I dreamed last night and Entry 121: Red Alert

I dreamed last night because it woke me up early, and I couldn’t go back to sleep. The problem is that I can’t remember the dream.

The adventure Rooster and I took and Entry 121: Red Alert

We took the granddaughters to Indianapolis for pizza. We drove through miles of road construction. It is that season again. Indiana has five seasons: winter, spring, road construction, summer, and fall. Road Construction overlaps with at least three of the mentioned seasons.

The thing I am most thankful for at this moment.

I am thankful for the issue that came to mind concerning Chapter 2. The idea I finished with this chapter made me feel comfortable, but my mind alerted me to the fact that I needed to take a second look.

The henhouse Lady says

Sometimes it pays to take a break. The mind keeps working while you are doing other things. My mind has the habit of alerting me to potential issues when busy doing other things. These red alerts help me catch my mistakes.

Who is Molly Shea?

Molly Shea is an accomplished fictional short story writer from Indiana who writes short stories and novels about a fictional town called Tecumseh.  To read more of her short stories and adventures, click here.

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I am the author of Saving the Hen House. I didn't know when I started it would turn into a series. I love to ride motorcycles, the blues, my family, and going on adventures. This old hen rocks.

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