I really thought I was going to have to skip today. First off, I had to go to my boyfriend's condo to wait for Sears to drop off his brand spanking new treadmill, but thanks to a mix-up in addresses (really, you took the new address in the store, how did you not transfer that to the delivery guys?), I'm home earlier than expected. Second, I didn't think I'd have anything to talk about today. Of course, I never really have anything to talk about any day, and you people who come here to read these rambling posts already know that.
But, ha on you! Because I've been writing this whole week and am happy to report that I've had a thousand and one ideas...for THIS STORY! Isn't that amazing? I know I had to catch my breath a few times when a vision would fly into my head and I realized it was Amory's face I was seeing, not a vampire, not a girl from the 1940s, no one but Amory. True, I can already tell that there's going to be a hellish editing process, but at least I'm laying down the bare bones of this story, which is all I can really ask of myself right now. Besides, the prospect of adding more and more is really quite exciting.
I don't know. Maybe I'm a pod person and I just don't realize it yet.
And I've still got more planned! I'm actually taking my laptop to my boyfriend's this weekend and am planning on putting a few hours of work into it. To be perfectly honest, I got really lazy last month. The hassle of trying to decide to move or not, and then the whole cat deal happened, and work really sucks sometimes, and all that added up to me not wanting to do a gosh darn thing on the weekends. Sometimes I wish I could blame it on the winter months, that whole depression thing that happens because it's dark and cold and dreary, but I live in southern California. Right now it's 62 degrees and cloudy, but it's still brighter than anywhere I know.
My poor laptop. I would stare at it in disdain as I thought whether or not I wanted to take it with my on weekends. It got so much hate from me, that I'm honestly surprised it didn't shut down or just walk away from me. I would have. After all the abuse I put it through.
But now that I'm getting things going again, I think it's time to spruce up the old blog. It's also an excuse to put up something to kick my butt into gear. I'm thinking a countdown clock. That'll scare me enough to get me writing and on schedule. I would put up on of those awesome word count bars, but I have no idea what I'm working toward. More than 5,000 words, really. Which, if that's the case, I'm done!
Does that mean I can stop now?
Jokes. At least until my next bout of writer's block happens and then I throw my laptop out of the window.
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