I wrote my quota yesterday (2500 words, scattered through three chapters of the current project, Gods and Monsters, bringing total word count up around 63-65K words).
But I am distracted again, today.
I have reason.
There was a hit and run just about forty yards from my driveway, this morning. Big rig hit a kid waiting on the bus. I don’t have a whole lot of information, but I’m not focusing well.
I’ve heard half a dozen things: that the driver has been caught, that they haven’t; that the kid has passed on, that they are still in critical condition; that the kid was a 10 yr old boy, that the kid was a small girl… Nothing is concrete. Just that there was a horrific tragedy happen just a little ways down from my door.
I can’t do anything. I can’t do anything for the parent who may or may not have lost a child. I can’t focus enough to write. I can’t scrape up the motivation to get up and do things for my family.
All I’m doing is waiting to hear concrete facts of what happened at 7:00 this morning, just a little ways east of my house.
Update: The child was an 8yr old girl. She didn’t make it.