Posts Tagged ‘words on the page’

Is Starbucks Evil? Plus Frisbee Flipping Dog

Sunday, April 13th, 2008

90,040 words now. Which for anyone who can do the arithmetic means I wrote 2040 words today. Considering how my day went, that’s pretty amazing. I spent the morning finalizing some promotional material that’s costing me a fair fortune. Got that sent off and I figured I had many hours in front of me to get through chapters 27-29 and fix the ending. Well, rats. The day job intervened and required that I drive into town for the wireless at Starbucks where I discovered that my favorite (least disliked?) local Starbucks had done something either very mean and nasty or very stupid:

They moved all the tables but one away from the power outlets. Yes, that’s right. There was only one table and chair near a power outlet, and it was occupied. Along the wall where there used to be three tables by outlets were two big huge chairs and one tiny table too far away to reach the lonely outlets anyway (and occupied). On the other side of the place there were two big chairs by the windows with a little coffee table no one in their right mind would ever use a laptop on because you’d have to hunch over between your legs to reach the keyboard or else sit on the floor. Also occupied. The middle was wide open, but hey, no power! And my laptop for work gets about 45 minutes of battery life. So after realizing this, I left WITHOUT spending any money!! and drove to the Starbucks across town where they did have tables by the outlets. I spent money there. Fixed most of what was wrong at work (in the specific sense of SQL Servers) and then went grocery shopping.

I got home from that about 3:30 absolutely fagged because I am just not a person for heat, and it was 84 degrees. Yuck. I should have spent more time in the freezer section with the doors open. I bought a pineapple plus lot of strawberries because I told The Darling Child I’d make Strawberry shortcake and I’ve learned if I don’t core the fruit right away by the time I get around to it, the fruit is in an advanced state of decay fit only for the compost or the chickens.

Then I had to shred my previous print out of the MS to make room in the binder for the new one I’ll be printing out shortly, and that meant emptying the shredder before I could shred and since it’s recycling day and the shredder was full again, I had to empty the shredder again.

So, then it was time to take down the garbage and the recycling and on the way back I stopped to talk to the neighbors for a bit, and the Border Collie came after me from the top of our driveway and then got all neurotic. She barks and growls at everybody until they throw a ball for her at which point she is their slave for life. Well, Ed had a frisbee in his garage and the only thing Patch likes better than a ball is a frisbee because she can flip a frisbee on her nose. This is hours of fun for her. She now loves Ed.

At which point it was 5:30 pm and time to start dinner. I called the DC several times only to be ignored so I started the strawberry shortcake without him. By the time he made it out to eat, the biscuits were cooking and he was very upset with me as it turned out he wanted to help make the dessert. Um, Darling Child, if you had come the first time I called you instead of 20 minutes later after the 3rd or 4th time, maybe the outcome would have been different.

So then I felt bad because he was upset enough to actually start crying (silently and trying to hide it) during dinner. Even though he should have come when I called him the first time to tell him I was starting the shortcake. Sigh.

So, I didn’t sit down to write until nearly seven. But I doubled my minimum and got to my comfort zone of 90K words with time to spend on having the MS read back to me and some more serious editing.


Well, golly! Taking a moment to bask

Saturday, February 23rd, 2008

Today I noodled about all day, pretty much, working on chapter 23 of Xia’s story. So I was worried that I’d missed my minimum, despite working A LOT on the chapter. But I didn’t. In fact, I was only a couple hundred words away from doubling my minimum plus exceeding 50,000 words. So I took a look at chapter 1 and noodled around there long enough to more than double my minimum PLUS discover the chapter rocks. I rewrote the chapter for the new Alexandrine and I have say, it works massively.

So, I’m basking in the glow, insecure in the knowledge that I will be ripping things to shreds shortly and will need to look back at this moment so as not to totally despair.

Also, note to Patti O’Shea: Do NOT stop blogging. I love your blog. I need to hear about your day and your characters talking to you.

Off to bed.


Writers in the Mist

Thursday, December 28th, 2006

The mist of my cold has lifted a bit. Tomorrow is Friday, casual day, payday and the start of a long weekend. It’s also taco day. On Fridays, I splurge and get tacos at Gourmet Taco. All the rest of the days I make my lunch. So, yeah, today I went to work. Blah blah blah boring blah.

I notebooked at the gym this morning and worked out my cool idea for Magellan’s Witch. I wrote that scene tonight and it came out cool indeed. I have no idea what I’ll be writing tomorrow. I guess I’ll figure it out at the gym. But it’s cool. I exceeded target, which is good. Repeat daily until there’s a novel. I know some writers just keep going with the flow, and that any others insist that you should never go back to fix until later, but that doesn’t work for me. I need to adjust what I have now to meet the new coolness of my scene. Then I can proceed. Well, we’ll see.


Another Victory!

Wednesday, December 27th, 2006

My cold and I stayed home from work today. I slept late, had breakfast and then a long nap and after that I felt a lot better. I’m not 100% but I’m well enough to go to work tomorrow. Sigh. Tonight, I got some good work done on Magellan’s Witch and I exceeded my target word count for the day. I followed through on a few things I thought might be a total bust, and I don’t think they were at all, which is good.

I finished The Historian last night. I confess that toward the end, I was pretty enthralled. I recommend the book for sure. Kostova handles some pretty challenging structural issues with ease. The story is revealed through a combination of conversations recalled at second and some third hand, letters and documents, and very little direct experience. I think most writers would have gone splat trying to pull that off. She establishes her fiction of structure and then sticks with it. I loved the way the title became ambiguous. For me, that was the high point of the book. Who, exactly, is The Historian? There are multiple answers. The history, by the way, was fascinating. I never once even thought of skipping the history. I love books that sweep over history like this one and make me see the past as alive and vibrating. At the end, however, I said, "What?" Things ended far too easily for me. Bram Stoker did it better. And now I’ll make a strange comparison:

The Historian does not compare to Sharon Creech’s Walk Two Moons. When I finished Walk Two Moons I knew I had read a great novel. Yes, I am aware that Walk Two Moons is a YA novel and not a vampire novel either, but I was wrung out and crying at the end. Creech transported me with a story that continues to resonate with me. That’s what literature does, regardless of genre. Walk Two Moons is a book no one should miss.

I strive for that. Yeah. I have a long way to go.


Madly Writing

Friday, December 22nd, 2006

All-righty! Yes, I wrote a lot today. I was able to set aside many distractions and get words on the page. They were not fabulous words, but they are words that give me some structure and later I’ll be going over them and really editing and fixing. Today, I was creating the bones. I had to delete a lot, though, so my word count looked worse than the number of new words written. At least this chapter (7) is now the skeleton of this version and all the stuff from the older version is gone. A couple of unexpected things happened, and I went with it. We’ll see how much I get done tomorrow. Probably not a lot. I have presents to wrap, and my son needs to do some shopping. And I think the two of us need to relax a bit together doing mom and son stuff.

I am really, really glad about getting so much done today. I was afraid I’d futz around too much. Again. I have Tuesday off, too, so it’s an extra long weekend. I’m looking forward to that a lot. Mostly the sleeping part. My cold is markedly better. Sleeping yesterday afternoon helped a lot, but I’m dead tired right now, so I’m going to bed.