The voices inside my head are going crazy…

There are actually so many things going on that I don't know where to start. Have you ever been like that before? Of course you have, it is common. I'm not some freak…ok, ok. So maybe I am--a little. A muse as its called that leads you from project to project and keeps those creative juices flowing. WELL-- I have several. Some good and some evil. Muhhaahaaww.

 

Actually I am looking for a way to either get them to all quite speaking at one time or to quiet down just a squidge so that I can concentrate just enough to focus on some things. I admit, life is hectic enough without them all pulling me in ten different directions and about five different genres…no seriously. They don't concur on a genre, they all have a different preference too.

 

So this has been making it hard for me when doing some writing. I have like five WIPs out there because I listen to the voices and let them guide me for a bit and then another one grabs me and I take off skipping hand and hand with them down another path of sparkles and rainbows or dark shadows and cobwebs. I tell you, that I know I should just focus on one, but the truth is that I know that they all have something important to say and I am afraid that if I don't follow them all around that I may miss an opportunity not to catch their important story and that it may get backlogged in the lost forever files of the IGNORE BOX of suppressed ideas not realized.

 

Besides, I am powerless to them. I can't tell them to STFU. I like all of them unconditionally. No matter who or what they are.

 

I wish that I could say that I was organized and everything had a place and a plan and I wrote a chapter a day and that everything goes as planned, but the truth is…I am a windstorm throwing things down here and there and cleaning up the mess afterward but that's me. To be honest, I like me, I understand me. I just wish that I could calm me down a little. I feel like I get so overwhelmed with all of them (muses) that I mentally shut down sometimes and that is counterproductive.

 

Ok--So here goes. Who has some advice…ideas…words of wisdom…tell me to STFU…Just puttin it out there. LOL

Random Irritation

Last night when I got home from work and took the kids home, I then went to the store to get something to fix for dinner and some extras for the week. In the meantime, my husband, Brandon, Tanner and Logan worked on the barn to get it ready for the pigs for 4-H.

I returned from the store fixed dinner, and then sat down for about fifteen minutes and started to watch some television. This is something that I never get to do because the kids or my husband always have the remote in hand. But since they were outside I took the opportunity to sit down and try to enjoy myself for a few minutes.

That didn't last long. My husband and kids came in, ate dinner and then my husband decided that it was time to clean so he started dusting and knocked the cord out of the back of the television so that it clicked to a blank screen and the continued to vacuum and so on so forth. I appreciate the fact that the man wanted to do chores, but was this because I had the television first??? I was seriously a little ticked off about the situation so I went and did the laundry and dishes and then went to bed.

Who made it a law that I don't get to pick what we watch or get to watch television for more than fifteen minutes? Does this happen to anyone else?

What would happen if animals could talk? What are some of the questions that you would ask them?

I thought it was time for something a little less serious for a moment from my list of prompts. So what would happen if animals could talk? I bet we would get a lot of ‘are you gonna finish that?’ when we are eating at the cookouts. So does that mean that when my dog is outside and someone pulls up that she doesn’t know and she starts barking it would be more like.
“Who – the – heck – are you?”
“What do – you – want?”
Or when someone is walking down the road too close to the yard.
“Get the – hell – away – from my – yard – moron.”
I suppose life would be more complicated when you have to start having a two way conversation with your pet when you get back from running errands instead of just coming in and telling them hello and that you missed them and talking to them not really wanting answers or questions thrown back into your face.
“Where did you go, why didn’t you take me with you, what took so long, why didn’t you get the bacon strips?”
Wouldn’t it ruin the movie if they talked to you through the entire thing instead of just sat on your lap or cuddled up next to you? My kids talk and narrate enough; I don’t want my animals doing it too.
However I guess if you could ask them questions then what would you ask? I guess I would ask my dog why they feel the need to clean their beans in front of everyone. I am sure the answer would be something voyeuristic like…’wouldn’t you if you could? Or Jealous!’ I agree that everyone needs to be serviced from time to time but there is a time and a place and the middle of the yard after you just squatted and took a dump is hardly the time. Ok…I’m starting to become very sorry that I chose this topic. This can go in so many directions.
Enough about my dog. My rooster would be saying ‘Get your happy ass up bis-natch.’ And that is repeated several hundred times until you chase him from under the bedroom window where he sits patiently and waits for his moment when you are most comfortably sleeping to start yelling mean – loud verbally disturbing things at you.

Do you have animals? What would they say if they could talk? Any demands they would make or disturbing comments that you are not ready to hear? Let me know…I’m curious.