I'm always harping on my kids to clean up their piles. Today, my daughter decided to turn the tables. "Mom, have you ever looked at your pile?"
"What pile?" I asked.
"Come here." She dragged me to my room and pointed to the lower shelf of my night stand. "That one."
I grinned. Yes, there was a pile sitting there. It started off harmlessly as a book and a manuscript. But it's grown. I now have four manuscripts, five books, a Kindle, a pile of CDs, and a bunch of pens and pencils. How did that happen?
Well, let me tell you. Three of the five books are research books for my current WIP. One book I'm reviewing. Another I'm reading on the Kindle, and the other, The Last Lecture, has been on my list to read for a long time. I'm finally reading it. ( Okay. So I know it's a little weird to read three books at once, but that's how I roll.) As far as the manuscripts go, one is my WIP, two I'm revising, and the other is the one I'm trying to get published. And the CDs? Well, I have to listen to the music I play and teach, so of course I have to have a pile of CDs! So there.
"Mom, what are you going to do about your pile?" my daughter asked.
"Absolutely nothing. I want to see how big it can get. I want a monster pile!"