How’s the writing going?

How’s the writing going today, you ask.  Well, actually, you didn’t, but I’ll tell you anyway.  Remember that old campfire/scouting song about the swimming hole (lyrics below)?  Well…

(My version)

Stalling, stalling…the writing’s not going well.

Some days are hot, some days are cold, some are just plain hell.

Plotting, pacing, get the voice right too…

But there’s dishes and vacuuming, laundry and e-mail and so much else to do!

(Original lyrics)

Swimming, Swimming, in the swimming hole,

When days are hot, when days are cold, in the swimming hole.

Breast stroke, side stroke, fancy diving too…

Don’t you wish you never had anything else to do?

(BTW, if you can’t imagine how it sounds, here’s a YouTube video.  Or an even cuter, but less musical video with an adorable little boy.)