Well, not quite.
I knew it was going to be a low word day because a) it was a science look-up day and–more importantly–b) we entertained this evening. I just didn’t appreciate HOW low that word count would be. Instead of fussing and fuming and getting all pissed off, what I’ll say is that I really had budgeted enough time to finish what I wanted but that when you depend on other people to do their work in a timely fashion…all bets are off.
So other people pissed away hours of my time. For which I also paid them.
Which DOES tick me off.
Whatever…did my swim; did the best I could with the words. Also watched the first video session of the next installment in the cover design course I’m taking online. (Fascinating stuff.) Entertained and made many truly splendid ginger Manhattans and French Strawberry Blonde Martinis. People ate and drank a lot; I watched a bottle of bourbon get sucked virtually dry by one guy. But everyone had a good time, and they’re good people. So that’s okay.
It’s just the low words that’s ticking me off. That, and I woke up at 3 this morning, thinking about a character and how I have to tear up EVERYTHING I’ve written about him and start again.
This is what happens when the story finally finds you. It pushes everything else out of the way.
Oooh, I should write about this tomorrow . . . which is another bloody day.
Onward.
WRITING OUT LOUD
GHOST IN THE MACHINE
Day 1: 4326 Day 11: 2500
Day 2: 2085 Day 12: 500
Day 3: 3011 Day 13: 1000
Day 4: 2652. Day 14: 3700
Day 5: 3210 Day 15: 5630
Day 6: 3450 Day 16: 1055
Day 7: 0
Day 8: 2756
Day 9: 4580
Day 10: 2670
Blog Post: 327
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What I’m Watching:
Nothing today. Swam as hard and fast as I could.
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What I’m Reading:
Finishing up The Astronaut Wives Club by Lily Koppel. I might start The Revenant next.
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What I’m Listening to:
Let Me In by John Ajvide Lindquist. What a bloody fine narration, and a good story. I’m in.
