Do Not Disturb… (I’m already disturbed enough as it is.)

C.E. Grundler

You can always tell when I become truly immersed in something I’m writing. I drop off the radar. Friends don’t see or hear from me, either online or in real time. My posts drop off to a few random words assuring people I’m okay, just busy, and only to pre-emptively head off any phone calls or email inquiries into my absence. Or I simply recycle older posts (such as I did last week.) I disappear into my own world, a world of words and voices and characters, and in my single-minded focus everything outside that becomes secondary. I know it might not be the best thing, but for better or worse, it is how I operate.

For the last few weeks I’ve been wrapped up in a binge of productivity that has sidelined most everything else in my life. It’s a cycle I go through, and I can only sustain it for so long before it burns me out. Then I’ll go into a recharge mode, cutting back on writing time as I catch up on other facets of my life and let my brain de-frag before the next round kicks in. I’ll spend some time away from the computer. I’ll get some real sleep. I’ll walk the dogs more. I’ll absorb some UV rays. I’ll promise myself I’ll put more time into my blog and my online presence. And I actually might … for a while at least. But before long, the ideas will start to backlog in my brain, and the only way to clear my head will be another intensive round of shutting out everything else as I tap compulsively away at the keyboard.

So perhaps in a week or two my posts will get a bit more interesting, or I’ll at least take some pictures of the work that’s been moving ahead aboard Annabel Lee. But right now, I’m going to keep this short and sweet – I’m needed back in my other world.

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