Entry 222: A Late Summer Funk

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 122: A Late Summer Funk.

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 222: A Late Summer Funk

I moved through five chapters of Amazing Buchanan and the Beast, looking for mistakes this morning. This week hasn’t been as productive as usual. I am nearing the end of the story. I blame my lack of creative energy on a late summer funk. During these times, I start to think that nothing I write sounds good or should be considered for publication.

 Plus, Rooster and I have been busy. The apartments next door are an energy drain. We did have a great motorcycle ride yesterday. We rode to a nearby lake and enjoyed lunch on the water. It turned into a great way to celebrate our 49th anniversary. I need to get busy with the Golden Shovel Poems. Robert Frost is a good inspiration. What I need is the time to write the poems. I don’t know how I got so busy.Tomorrow, I will have the grandkids. They change my entire routine. I am not complaining about my time with them, but it can be distracting.

The book I am currently reading right now and Entry 222: A Late Summer Funk

I read Edith Wharton’s The House of Mirth. Lily suffers a complication in pursuing Percy Gryce when she becomes distracted by Lawrence Seldon. Both men run from her and return to the city on the same train.

What I’m listening to right now and Entry 222: A Late Summer Funk

I put The Very Best of Cream on the stereo. The band broke up after a few years because Jack Bruce and Ginger Baker couldn’t get along. That toxic relationship put Eric Clapton in the middle. I’ve always enjoyed this group’s sound.  

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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