Our friends are in town for the week, and we had our daughter with us for a few days. It’s been busy, but it always is. Not pictured: Fresh pasta and a couple of movies.
We went to opening weekend at the Bristol Renaissance Faire,
had a group pic at the Museum of Science and Industry,
and worked on getting spruce roots out of the yard in preparation for our new patio.
Hope y’all are well and staying out of trouble!
Late June and July have historically been dry times for me creatively. It starts slowly. Word counts decrease as distractions creep in. We always have friends come to visit around the 4th of July, and it takes a fair amount of prep to get ready for them. Then there are garden chores, weeds to pull, grass to cut. There are Scottish festivals we attend to represent Clan Campbell. Let’s not forget the Bristol Ren Faire–we have to do that a few times in the short summer months. It’s hard to think past the activity and prep work long enough to concentrate on whatever book I’m working on.
I actually didn’t put it together until yesterday. I was stomping around, irritated because the trash hadn’t taken itself out. I felt generally put out and started thinking about what I need to do to get ready for our friends, and resentment started to creep in. That was the moment I realized I was cranky because I haven’t been getting words like I want to. I’ve been in and out of the garret for a couple weeks, and it’s starting to wear on me, but it seems futile to try to get back into the rhythm when I’m going to have someone sleeping in my office soon.
I’m not sure about the solution, but I know there needs to be one. In the future, I need to try to finish the draft du jour by mid-June so I can pick up after the summer dry spell with a fresh project. I might also need to find another creative outlet for a little while. The best part is guilt about not getting any writing done is conspicuously missing. Well, okay, not entirely. It bugs me a little, but I’m not beating myself up over it. I’m not going to meet my word count goal. There might not be a month-end report this month.
The world will still turn.
If you haven’t been to the Renaissance Festival in Bristol, WI, you really should consider it. Not only is it huge with lots of entertainment and shopping opportunities, they have jousting! Real jousting! Here, look:
Here’s the wind-up,
And then it’s around for another pass.
We also saw Tartanic. Adrian borrowed Eric’s hat for one of the songs. Don’t ask me why. Apparently that particular song needed a borrowed hat and sunglasses.
We did some shopping while we were there. You can’t go to a Ren Fairre and not shop! Well, maybe you can. I can’t! I found a horn cup and a stout walking stick for barding.
My only complaint? I wish it was closer to St. Louis!
What did you do over the holiday weekend?