Entry 169: Slowing to a Crawl

I’ve never been good at 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 169: Slowing to a Crawl.

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 169: Slowing to a Crawl

I am not certain if I like chapter 33 of Amazing Buchanan and the Beast. I might take a second look at it later tonight. There is always a risk when you move a story’s action forward. A part of me suspects this section of the story is boring. I know things slow down here, but I don’t want it to become a crawl. A little spark would be nice to contribute to the later flame I plan to build under these two characters.

The Free Verse Poetry has slowed to a crawl. I think it might have to do with the gloomy weather and poor air quality we are having right now. It makes everyone sluggish. Adding a third post a day may have been a little too much, but I enjoy writing the rift.

The book I am currently reading right now and Entry 169: Slowing to a Crawl

Jane Austen’s Sense and Sensibility is getting interesting. I know I’ve read this book before. The story is becoming so familiar. Marianne falls while on a walk with Margaret. John Willoughby carried her home. It appears Colonel Brandon does have affection for her, but she isn’t attracted to him because he isn’t glamorous like Willoughby. Marianne represents the sensibility in the book’s title.

What I’m listening to right now and Entry 169: Slowing to a Crawl

I am listening to Tab Benoit’s ‘Live Swampland Jam’ today. My characters are about to take a road trip on the backroads in Louisiana, and I can think of no better music to listen to. Rooster and I rode the motorcycle there most of the day once. We switched destinations and attempted to get to Little Rock from a small town in Mississippi. We found ourselves riding through a forested area of Louisiana.

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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