This time, our overnight resting place was Marriott Hotel. Here, as I researched on odd bar soaps, I stumbled upon (perhaps because of guilt) a soap with a role:
Me: Are you taunting me?
Soap: Writer’s Block!
Me: I refuse to have writer’s block. It’s just that I haven’t had time to write because my husband and I are having too much fun bonding with son #2 and on a long road trip, there are just so many distractions and so little time.
Soap: Writer’s Block!
Truth to tell, I came to the US with the printed manuscript of my latest book. While packing all 12 chapters (so far tweaked and almost as good as finished) with my laptop, I told myself that it would be a cinch to write in California where the climate is cooler.
But I still had a 13th and last chapter to polish before finally sending it to my editor. Every time I attempted to work, however, something came up—like an invitation to try out a new restaurant, visit a museum or a historical site, go to the library, etc. etc. And now, because of all the scheduled hotel hopping, I was preoccupied with bath soaps?!
And a special one to taunt me?!
The deadline given by my publisher was the month of May, and the month was about to end. Yet I refused to listen to the voice breathing inside my mind, Beg for a deadline extension.
So I shrugged off my bar-soap-with-a-role-to-taunt-me fixation and trashed my trivial thoughts. Odd or ordinary in shape, structure, or name, a bar soap is a bar soap is a bar soap.
Next stop (two hours from Bakersfield) would be San Miguel de Tolosa mission.
Meanwhile, I curled up under the all-white comforter for a restful sleep and I woke up refreshed, grateful for the grace the new day would bring.
“I lay down and slept, yet I woke up in safety, for the LORD was watching over me." Psalm 3:5 (NLT)
And a special one to taunt me?!
The deadline given by my publisher was the month of May, and the month was about to end. Yet I refused to listen to the voice breathing inside my mind, Beg for a deadline extension.
So I shrugged off my bar-soap-with-a-role-to-taunt-me fixation and trashed my trivial thoughts. Odd or ordinary in shape, structure, or name, a bar soap is a bar soap is a bar soap.
Next stop (two hours from Bakersfield) would be San Miguel de Tolosa mission.
Meanwhile, I curled up under the all-white comforter for a restful sleep and I woke up refreshed, grateful for the grace the new day would bring.
“I lay down and slept, yet I woke up in safety, for the LORD was watching over me." Psalm 3:5 (NLT)
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