Ok, here’s the deal…
No blogging until I get my writing done. Blogging could become another crutch. Another excuse not to get back to the novel.
So, write first, blog later.
First up. It’s was a driving day, today.
Woke up at 6. A night of bad dreams. Probably shouldn’t have eaten choc cream pie before going to bed.
Packed everything then repacked and repacked until I realized that I didn’t have enough room. 17 books take up a bit of space.
Packed the books in a plastic laundry bag and checked out. Man, were those clerks nice. Smiley, polite sweeties. I will miss them.
But I had miles to go before I sleep.
Weather was fine, roads were unhindered by traffic jams and I made great time. Drove past a road called “Zzyzx.” I kid you not. Also drove by some huge black towers that made me wonder, what the f&%@ are these? Hmmm. Must find out.
Got into Vegas about 1, after stopping for a brief breakfast. Phoned rental car dudes and found out I didn’t have to have the car back until about 3, later if I didn’t need a ride back to my hotel.
So what did I do?
I went shopping. At an outlet mall.
Now for my shopping friends, let me tell you there was a Nike store the size of a Zellers. There were more shoe stores than I had fingers and toes. There were men’s wear stores, women’s wear, child’s wear store, a Greg Norman store, outerwear, innerwear, large luggage stores, small luggage stores, stores that carried kitchen gadgets and stores that sold personalized perfume. Even a Every 5 feet there seemed to be someone wanting to give me something for free. Every 10 feet there was someone wanting to give me hair extensions or a foot massage or something deep fried.
It was too much.
At least for me.
The great outlet mall defeated me.
I returned the car in shame.
Zzyzx – features prominently in one of Michael ConnollyS novels The Drop – you should have driven uo it…..
I think you should face your fears & head back immediately to the outlet store!