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What’s this? you say. Only two weeks after talking about battling that big old writing mountain, and you’re already talking about playing hooky?
Why, yes friends, I am.
Because, this Tuesday, I’m planning on taking the day off from writing in the name of research, mental health, monumentally bad hair, and whatever other fluff-filled justifications come to mind. Though, there will be a few errands and parenting thrown into the mix, I’ll be banished from the keyboard and all works-in-progress for the day. Instead, I’ll be doing a couple of things I haven’t done in a loooong time ( if ever).
Here’s the schedule:
- Emergency haircut — It’s been five months since this head has seen a pair of scissors, and things are getting ugly. Literally. (And, Aubrey, if you’re reading this, I’ll pay you double if you add an extra ten minutes to the head massage part.)
- Traditional Book Store Meandering — I went this week for birthday shopping, but I had a time-limit, a list and a mission. This trip will be for leisurely browsing and discovery only. And, maybe a muffin.
- Comic Book Store Visit — I’ve driven past this speck of a store approximately 5,007 times, and have never stopped in to look around. Tuesday’s the day. I plan to say, “Tell me, my friend, have you ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight?” upon entry. Or, will that get me kicked out?
- The Mall (if time permits) — Now, I hate shopping, so I generally avoid the mall like housework, cooking, and Dumb and Dumber, but this trip should be fun. There’s a character in my book — an eccentric, WTH(!) type of character — who I need to flesh out a bit. I’m hoping to come across such a person at the mall (yes, actually hoping to run into a weirdo) to give me some direction with the details. Some might call this stalking, invasion of privacy, or just plain creepy, but writers like to call it “research.”
When Tuesday is over, I’ll be back to work with (hopefully) a refreshed mind, new great reads, a completed character sketch and some rockin’ locks!
So, will you join me? I would never condone skipping school skip it, work skip it, or family obligations sell them, especially under false pretenses, but if you have the ability to take a day off call in sick, I encourage you to do so. Will I pay you myself for your missed wages, vouch for you to your boss, or babysit your young children. Um, NO. But, I will pat you on the back, and call you my comrade in crime.
Even if you don’t have the luxury of taking a day away from your work (or workplace), maybe you can steal ten minutes of day-dreaming during a conference call, ten minutes of people-watching on your lunch break, or ten minutes of just sitting while the baby naps. A little refresher, if you please — a mini bout of hooky to give you a boost that can easily be added into your daily routine. [picapp align=”right” wrap=”true” link=”term=shush&iid=294962″ src=”http://view1.picapp.com/pictures.photo/image/294962/blond-young-woman/blond-young-woman.jpg?size=500&imageId=294962″ width=”234″ height=”353″ /]
What would you do if you could play hooky for a day? Remember, if you do participate, have fun, and most importantly…Don’t. Get. Caught. I won’t tell.