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Didn't get as much done writing wise this week as I had hoped. Especially since I'm at that stage where other ideas are coming around to distract me, like a cat rubbing up against you and purring. As fuzzy and tempting as it is, I have to stay the course.
Ideas really are like cats. They're beautiful and fickle, and no matter how lovely and playful and well behaved they are right now, they will hork on your carpet and leave little birdie torture victims on the porch. It's their nature. Thus, getting another cat won't solve the problem. Investing in carpet cleaner and a sturdy resolve is much more useful.
Luckily for me, this is the last go around for this story. If it doesn't work out now, it gets trunked. Because if I can't shape this story acceptably, then it means I'm not ready, mentally or professionally, to write it yet.
I imagine my progress notes are pretty horribly boring to anyone else, but I post them in case someone is randomly curious - and because they help me.
Project: Tower!Guy Story
Wordcount: 50198 (+ 8829)
Goal: 100,000
Deadline: End of August
Reason For Stopping: Dinner
Exercise: Brief walk to go get breakfast, besides that, utter laziness. Cat nap included.
Stimulants/Chemicals: Naproxen for headache caused by next door neighbor's excessively loud home improvement project. Is the cement mixer and jackhammer *really* necessary on a Sunday. Really?
Musical Inspiration: Been keeping The Frames on tap. "Pretty" by the Cranberries is sort of creepy but sets a good mood. Mostly been surfing the random shuffle.
Other Creative Activities: Painting. Did a still life of a pear that didn't suck as much as I thought it would suck.
Darling du Jour:
Mean Things: Trying to stab people, intense physical pain, not being warned of impending intense physical pain, using marriage as a trap, bad fathers, regicide, wanting the affections of a person who is an emotional wasteland
Things Learned/Discovered: I never lack for mean things, which might say something about this novel, but I'm not sure what. I need to get a move on if I want this done by the end of August.
Ideas really are like cats. They're beautiful and fickle, and no matter how lovely and playful and well behaved they are right now, they will hork on your carpet and leave little birdie torture victims on the porch. It's their nature. Thus, getting another cat won't solve the problem. Investing in carpet cleaner and a sturdy resolve is much more useful.
Luckily for me, this is the last go around for this story. If it doesn't work out now, it gets trunked. Because if I can't shape this story acceptably, then it means I'm not ready, mentally or professionally, to write it yet.
I imagine my progress notes are pretty horribly boring to anyone else, but I post them in case someone is randomly curious - and because they help me.
Project: Tower!Guy Story
Wordcount: 50198 (+ 8829)
Goal: 100,000
Deadline: End of August
Reason For Stopping: Dinner
Exercise: Brief walk to go get breakfast, besides that, utter laziness. Cat nap included.
Stimulants/Chemicals: Naproxen for headache caused by next door neighbor's excessively loud home improvement project. Is the cement mixer and jackhammer *really* necessary on a Sunday. Really?
Musical Inspiration: Been keeping The Frames on tap. "Pretty" by the Cranberries is sort of creepy but sets a good mood. Mostly been surfing the random shuffle.
Other Creative Activities: Painting. Did a still life of a pear that didn't suck as much as I thought it would suck.
Darling du Jour:
"I think I might want to do business with you," Sephon said.
The knife lowered again, the sarcasm returned. "You shouldn't go into business with women."
"Why is that?"
"I hear in town that we're very underhanded and bad with money," Eiryn said.
"And I've heard that the way to wisdom is not to believe everything you hear said in town."
Mean Things: Trying to stab people, intense physical pain, not being warned of impending intense physical pain, using marriage as a trap, bad fathers, regicide, wanting the affections of a person who is an emotional wasteland
Things Learned/Discovered: I never lack for mean things, which might say something about this novel, but I'm not sure what. I need to get a move on if I want this done by the end of August.
