THE DAY
As so often happens after a huge push, I’m drained the next day. What I’ve written percolates in my head, though, and I almost always revisit the previous day’s work, if only to remind myself what’s going on. It’s as if I need to read the last couple of pages to get a running start again.
So, anyway, I was just beat on Saturday. I don’t think it helps that I never sleep all that well with the husband gone. Actually, I do okay for a day or so, but then it gets tough. So Saturday was a little torturous, one of those days when I’m thinking, oh, take a break; you’ve earned it.
Of course, I work through it. Not terrifically efficiently but enough to rethink things that have come before, know where to put information to set up what comes later. So I worked all day, went to the gym, got back home in time to make dinner for the husband who reappeared last night. We had our Friday Cocktail then, a decent dinner. And then sleep.
Today was better. I still had to revise a ton and put in several pages with information I hadn’t had before, but that’s okay. Telling a story is all about parsing out information and balancing how much you show with how much you tell.
Tomorrow, a new section, new character. :<P Make sure I get his voice right.
I also need to find a new title.
WRITING OUT LOUD
Stay Dead (started 5/05; Days 1-4, false start)
Day 1: 1000 Day 23-26: 9450
Day 2: 1200 Day 27: (novella) 2000
Day 3: 1800 Day 28: 2500
Day 4: 1350 Day 29-32: 8850
Day 5: 1000 Day 33: 3400
Day 6: 2000 LONDON HIATUS (13 days)
Day 7-10: ~4500 Day 34: 3000
Day 11-12: ~5000 Day 35-39: 9,800
Day 13: 1600 Day 40-43: 10,500
Day 14: 2300 Day 44: 2000
Day 15-17: 4450 Day 45-47: 6000
Day 18-19: 4500 Day 48: 4000
Day 20-22: 5220 Day 49-50: 3500
Blog Post: 600
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What I’m Watching:
All caught up on The Last Ship. I had despaired, but it’s finding its groove. I would so very much love the Sasha character to disappear, though. She’s just irritating.
Also watched another episode of The Americans with the husband. He’s quite taken with the show.
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What I’m Reading:
Well, got bored with Firestarter. I’ll try out The Dead Zone, but I’m not hopeful. I might not be in the mood. Maybe a good mystery–something not at all similar to what I’m doing–would be better.
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What I’m Listening to:
Certainly the news out of Turkey and then more blather about Trump. Turkey. . . you know, it’s a fairly young democracy with a very long history of autocracy and dictatorships. I can kind of understand why the EU’s not keen on letting Turkey in. I mean, can you imagine this happening in Belgium, the Netherlands, France? No, neither can I. The Turkish government just isn’t that stable, and Erdogan is very happy to play the bully if he needs to. (Purging the military? I understand…but a purge? Saddam Hussein did that. Gaddafi, Mubarak . . . strongmen purge.)
Trump just gives me a headache when he isn’t scaring me to death. I really worry that he’s got a very good chance, especially if Dems go for a Green party candidate or the Independents. I still remember the shambles Nader made. Some commentators are making the calculus that Trump shares qualities with Reagan. Well, that would be no. Yes, it’s true that Reagan actually knew very little, but he was temperamentally Trump’s polar opposite. Look, I don’t think that any president can know everything, but a president should at least know something. Trump’s ignorance is breathtaking.
My worry? Neither candidate gets a majority and then it goes to the House, where the Republicans will be happy to take us all down with them.
