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The End of Summer Already?!


Say it ain’t so. Please.

Where did the summer go? I check my paltry word count. Did I say I was going to do a self-imposed NaNoWriMo in July? Ha! That busted in epic style. Then I think I vowed to do the same in August.

Yeah, right.

Sigh. I was just discussing this past summer with my husband. It’s been an unusually busy one this year for us, from two weddings within a month of each other–one in Dallas, TX–to graduation to the prep for my dad’s auction (and the auction) to moving our youngest to college. And we didn’t even host Easter this year, so we didn’t have that activity to contend with.

I look up from my laptop. My writing office is empty. The wall-sized white board is covered with a list of writing projects, a timeline for Book 2, and …

I cross the office to get a better look. It’s a calendar. Actually, it’s the next six months, starting today. March 2019 is circled.

I didn’t write it.

“Two thousand words a day, love. That’s what you said.”

I can feel him behind me, a well-built, hot-looking guy invading my personal space. My Muse. He’s close enough that I can smell coconut and that indescribable scent of a vast body of water.

A glance back over my shoulder, and he moves in to stand against my back. At six-foot two, he towers over me, but seldom uses that to his advantage.

Today he’s using it.

“Um, you’re a little close there, buddy.” Not that I’m complaining. Nope. Not me. I’m a little young for hot flashes, but I’m pretty sure that rise in body temperature is due to a hot flash. Yep, has to be a hot flash.

He drops his hands onto my shoulders and squeezes. “I’ve been giving you a bit of space, because you promised to write a thousand words a day.” He lowers his head until I feel his breath against my ear. “Just how many words did you write yesterday, love? And the day before? Hmm?”

Gulp. “I’ve got over thirteen thousand in on my, er, third first draft.”

“You should have thirty-six thousand by now according to your NaNo spreadsheet. I didn’t think I would have to baby-sit you after you started writing every day, a thousand words a day. I see I was wrong.”

My breath shudders. “You do realize I’ve been busier than usual this summer, right? It’s not like I’m goofing off. Besides, the kids are both at school, now. Well, except my daughter is home for the weekend since it’s a long weekend.”

“And how many words have you managed?”

“Hey, I’ve cleared a thousand words on a few days. I’ve been close to a thousand the other days.”

“The other days that you actually write.” He releases me and backs off, freeing me from his overbearing height.

I ignore the teeny bit of disappointment that follows the fading heat. “I thought I was doing okay.” I turn to find him pacing across my office. He reaches the opposite wall and heads back. His loose-cut tank top and cut-offs seem to highlight the copper tan of his skin, which in turn enhances the lean muscles of his shoulders and arms. Pale streaks highlight his blond hair that needs a cut. Except if he’s going for the beach bum look. Then it’s perfect.

It’s another hot flash. Yep, pretty sure. I resist fanning myself, and I’m glad when he stops before he reaches me. Until he hits me with those intense blue eyes of his.

Gulp. I sure hope he didn’t catch those thoughts…

“The fedora and bullwhip aren’t working anymore, love. I’m going to have to step it up.”

Er, I’m not sure I want to ask.

*Thud* A low rumble shudders through the office.

“I called for reinforcements.”

Now I know I don’t want to ask.

We have a 3-day weekend here in the US with Labor Day on Monday, so I’m planning to spend some serious writing time. Of course, Monday will probably be a bust since I’ll have to take my daughter back to school. Still trying to settle into an empty-nester routine. At some point, I’m going to take over my son’s room for an office (but, that’s time spent not writing, so dilemma).

Enjoy the last “official” weekend of summer!




Author: Julie Holmes, author

A fiction writer since elementary school (many years ago), and NaNoWriMo annual participant for over a decade, I have been published in small press magazines such as "Fighting Chance" and "The Galactic Citizen". I write adult mystery with a touch of romance, mystery with extrasensory elements, contemporary fantasy, and epic fantasy, and I'm represented by the fabulous Cynthia Zigmund of Second City Publishing Services. My debut novel, "Murder in Plane Sight", has been released by Camel Press (an imprint of Coffeetown Press/Epicenter Press). In real life, I am a technical writer and empty-nester with a wonderful hubby, one cat (what writer doesn't have cats??), two dogs, six chickens, and more chipmunks, squirrels, and rabbits than any garden should have to deal with. My garden, our hobby farm, and Nature's annual seasons are some of my muses.

21 thoughts on “The End of Summer Already?!

  1. Isn’t amazing how life always gets in the way of, well, life? I know it happens to me, too. And sometimes there’s not much you can do about it. I give you credit for getting done what you did get done. That’s the only yardstick you need, so to sepak.

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    • I am constantly amazed by how life gets in the way. And even more amazed at the writers out there who can pump out one book–or more–a year! Then I realize they are probably a)retired, b)have no kids, and/or c) are empty-nesters with no garden, no full-time job that isn’t freelance, and a dedicated writing space.

      You are right, though. Getting done what I can is good. I’ve done better in the past, and just like my running, I’ve got to build my stamina back up πŸ˜€

      Have a great weekend, Margot!

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  2. I’m actually kicking off serious edits on my current WIP today, despite the return of college football. I’ll have to ignore the cheering from husby!

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  3. Think of habits not goals, end each day with half a sentence unfinished, then you have a head start….. ha is that advice, what do I know? πŸ™‚

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    • You are so right, Tim. Habits, not goals, which is why I’ve done NaNoWriMo for more than ten years. I’m out of the habit now, and trying to get back into it. This summer, though, has my habit-reformation in retreat. I’m trying to call back the troops. Thanks for stopping by!

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  4. Julie, I don’t know how you manage to write so many words with your busy life! It’s admirable! Hope the Muse’s reinforcements don’t hit too hard. What was the β€œthud?” Enjoy your weekend! πŸ“š Christine

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    • *snicker* I’m sure I’ll find out what that *thud* was. And, knowing my Muse, I’m pretty sure I won’t like it. Then again, he’s trying to encourage me, so maybe I will like it. In any case, I hope it’s not something like a mammoth or a brontosaurus. They’re way too big for the office, although I’ll give a pass if it’s a triceratops, because that’s my favorite dinosaur.

      Have a great weekend, Christine!

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  5. That summer WAS crazy fast. What? Over already?! Seems your muse is counter-productive if he’s that distracting. πŸ˜‰ But, ooh, the suspense. What is he doing to “step it up”? Can’t wait to find out!

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    • I know, right? I’m not sure what he’s got planned, but somehow the ‘distracting’ part seems to give my creative energies a boost. Not that the inspiration for my WIP, though … And I’m not sure if I’m dreading or looking forward to whatever it is he’s going to do to ramp things up. We’ll see.

      Have a great weekend!

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  6. This summer did just fly by. I didn’t get much done either. Your muse distracts me…I cant imagine how tough it is for you:)

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    • LOL! He is distracting, Denise, but he does have a tendency to stir up my creative energies, and I do get more writing done (if only to get him off my back πŸ˜€ ). Or, usually. This summer has been crazy busy, though. I did almost hit my 2k word goal last night, so things are looking up!

      Have a great week!

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  7. Reinforcements? (Gulp.) I didn’t know they could do that.

    Summer did go by too fast, and I, like you, am behind. Seems we both have motivation to kick it up an notch. Looking forward to all the details!

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  8. Happy Labor Day, Julie. I hope you get some writing in, but don’t feel bad about the low summer word count. Summer was a bust this year, it seems. It certainly was over here. I’m hoping to get back at it in Sept… um… October. πŸ™‚

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    • I did manage almost 2k words yesterday. You are so right, though. This summer was a big bust when it came to writing. Now that the whole ‘move the kids to college’ thing is over, I’m going to focus on writing. Oh, and then there’s the garden, and housework, and regular work, and … uffda.

      Have a great week, Diana!

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  9. Hmm. It’s going to be interesting to see what reinforcements your muse trots out!!

    I’ve been complaining too about how fast summer went. Especially August. I blinked and it was gone. I was supposed to be working on my WIP starting August 1st and didn’t write a single word of it. Not one **sob**

    I feel your pain!! πŸ˜‰

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    • Yes, August zoomed by! I’m not sure if I’m looking forward to what I hope will be creativity reinforcements, or dreading what might be “butt in chair” reinforcements. I’m trying, though. Now that the long weekend is over and my daughter is back at school (and here I thought I’d get three whole days to work on my WIP–HA!), maybe I can dig back into it (and my Muse can send the reinforcements away … or maybe your direction?? πŸ˜‰ )

      Have a great writing week, Mae!

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