Come on, you know you’ve said that phrase dozens of times in your life.
“Mom, let me sleep…just five more minutes.”
“Husband, just let me sleep….just five more minutes.”
“We’ll just watch TV for five more minutes.”
“I’m almost done reading this chapter, just five more minutes.”
Muttering to yourself, “Just five more minutes to write this scene, I can do it!”
And a day not quite as good as the first one, “Okay, just five more minutes and you can quit and do something productive since writing isn’t working today.”
See? I bet you’ve said most if not all of the above things at one point in your life. When its sleep, you can’t pull me out of bed. I have to get out myself or I’ll bite your head off. It didn’t used to be like that. But after four years of working graveyard shifts at Denny’s while going to college and teaching at the same time, my sleep is vital and precious to me.
My poor husband has to deal with my “just five more minutes” all the time. Though I set the alarm so I can have those five minutes and force my body out of bed at the correct time anyway. Yes, I plan ahead.
With TV, when I was a kid with a bed time, it was five more minutes. Now with TV online, I really don’t care as much anymore. I can watch whenever.
Now with books, that’s a different matter. It used to be “just five more minutes” and if you touch my book/kindle I’ll beat you. Now, I can’t stop in a book halfway. I NEED to finish it. Hence the 4 am bedtimes sometimes. *shakes head* I read everywhere, much to my hubby’s chagrin. I’m getting better and I know I need a 12-step program. But really, I just need five more minutes.
Now with writing….I see those five minutes going at least two ways.
Sometimes you’re just there. You have the ideas, your fingers are working, the pain in your wrists can be ignored, the ideas in your head are screaming, the characters are telling you exactly what they want and it goes along with your plan.
Those are the days in which you have to be at an appointment or have dinner on the table….just five more minutes.
I despise stopping in the middle of my mojo and work as hard as I can to not let that happen. Thankfully I have a caring husband who understands this and as of right now, I’m not a mom. But next year and the year after that when I’m planning on starting a family?
Yeah, those five more minutes are going to change.
Now, there’s that other five minutes of hell. *cough* I mean, just five more minutes of forcing yourself to write. Even though it’s crap probably, I force myself to write during those five more minutes when my Muse is off doing tequila shots off of my hero while the heroine is dancing on a tabletop telling me that I’m a horrible author.
Yes, this is what it’s like living inside my head.
It’s a scary, scary place.
But I force myself to write just those five more minutes. Sometimes it gets me going in the right direction and my characters sigh and come back to me while my Muse gets sober with some coffee. Other times, they go clubbing far away from me and after those five more minutes, I do something else that needs to be done.
Because believe me, there’s always something to be done.
If only I had an extra five more minutes…
What about you? When do you say ‘just five more minutes’? What would you do with an extra five more minutes?
And while you’re there, I’m going to shamelessly promote myself and tell you about my brand new release, BLURRED EXPECTATIONS, and it’s trailer. Because really, I only have five minutes to get your attention.
Hannah Jamenson has babies on the brain. It seems that her sisters-in-law are expanding their family in the blink of an eye, but Hannah feels left behind. Every time that little test reads negative a little part of her dies and she feels like her Healing powers are failing her. Her mates, Josh and Reed, are doing everything they can to help her deal with their trials and losses, but they too feel like there is nothing they can do.
Just when the lines of what they mean to each other go out of focus, an enemy from Josh's past is back to prove the things that go bump in the night are real and everything they had held dear is now in jeopardy. In order to fight back and find their way, they'll need to put everything on the line before they lose it all.
Author’s Note: This is a novella set between books 4 and 5 to give you a taste of Reed, Josh, and Hannah. It is best that you have already immersed yourselves in the Redwood Pack world, however even new readers will enjoy a glimpse of the Redwood’s favorite triad.
