For those few who are following along, this is the last of the back stories, at least for the moment. This story is about Deidre and how she left home. I have enjoyed writing this section but I suspect that most of this will be pulled out of the final book or trimmed down quite a bit. I like to learn more about my characters but I’m not sure how well it will fit into the final story.
Sometimes on my way home, I have to pass a school bus dropping off a child. This has happened a few times and I've seen that this child is in a wheel chair so the bus has to stop for a longer time.
I’m running behind again on the next chapter for “Year 2038 Bug” so it will be next month before I have the chapter ready. I am writing about Brian and his daughter Deidre and after writing most of the chapter it doesn’t feel like the right path so I need to do a rewrite. I am also working on another project, which I am close to finishing part of it, and I’d like to complete my writing on that so I can then focus more on my book in progress. I want to see if I can get caught up and build up a buffer, if I can get two chapters done I will publish both of them next month.
Over the last few years I’ve been learning about autism by reading books and following people on social media who are involved with the autism community. I have been exposed to many different perspectives from parents of autistic children, caregivers and autistic adults. There are many unique viewpoints, ranging from autism should be cured to autism is just a different way of thinking, which reinforces the idea of an autism spectrum.
Time for another chapter for my book in progress, “Year 2038 Bug”. I had a nice surprise while writing this chapter, the text flowed smoothly and I didn’t experience a blocking problem when capturing my thoughts. While I have felt the need to set up background for my story in the last few chapters, they have been harder to write and pull together. It was nice to get back to some action in the story and I’m happy with how things ended up.
A new year is starting up and I was planning to write a clever blog about not writing new year resolutions. Then I read one, two, a hundred other blog articles about not writing resolutions, so much for that clever idea. My next idea was to write about setting goals for the new year until I saw the articles about setting goals and guidelines instead of resolutions. Apparently there are some common themes with writers at this time of the year.
Somehow, in spite of my best efforts, or possibly my worst, it is Christmas Eve, again. There is a box of Christmas cards, waiting to be signed, addressed and stamped. There is a Christmas tree and the stockings that are hung in our living room but the decorations for the rest of the house, not so much. As far as a clean house, well, I’m not the best housekeeper during the rest of the year, it’s probably best to not think too much about the clutter that is strewn about. Or the cat toys that I keep tripping over.