We're are finishing up a new house and the last piece is the plumbing. Most of the sinks have been installed, toilets, and even the dishwasher. But what hasn't been installed is my BATHTUB!I do most of my creative writing (well, the first draft) in the bathtub. For three weeks I've been walking past the beautiful bathtub, still wrapped in plastic, cursing the plumbers — who by the way are now missing in action.
Hijacking a Bathtub
Without access to my tub and Mr. Bubble, I'm going through a type of withdrawal. Last week I put together an emergency writing bag — towel, soap, bubble bath, pen and paper — and headed off to my mom and dad's. As soon as I hit the soapy water, I was writing like crazy, trying to catch up.
I'm sure our plumbers have no idea they are standing in the way of some great fiction. Maybe if I called and said, "Get over here! It's bad enough our washer machine and sinks aren't installed yet, but the bathtub is high priority. I've got script I want to get a producer."
At the very least, I might get their attention.
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