July 26, 2008 § 4 Comments
Conscience: Well, Oh, did you write this week? Got anything to say for yourself?
Oh: I just got home from work and I…
Conscience: Tch. Tch. Let’s not dance around the issue.
Oh: Well, I…
Conscience: Come, come! Fess up, please.
Oh: If you would just let me…
Conscience: Really, we haven’t time for this hedging and hawing.
Oh: OK! I didn’t get a lot done! I worked on my essay which is turning into a story and I have no idea where it’s going. I wrote a few blogs. I wrote a lot of emails. I made some lists for things we had to get at Home Depot. I made some phone calls. I remembered my brother’s birthday, for Pete’s sake, and called him.
Conscience: Did you send him a card? Did you write him a note?
Oh: Well, no, I…
Conscience: There you go again.
Oh: No, he loves phone calls. We always laugh.
Conscience: And what about this query that’s pending, hmmmm? This query thing we’ve been hearing about for nigh on two weeks? And what about the short story challenge you made to yourself? Hmmmm? Hmmm?
Conscience: My, my, not an awful lot to show for a writer, I dare say.
Oh: Hey, I talked about writing this week.
Conscience: Well, now you have all weekend. You can bloody well sit down and get something…finished.
Conscience: Good. That’s settled, then.
Oh shakes her head and goes to make coffee.
To be continued…