Yeah, Monday was great, writing-wise. I got completely focused up in 296, in the completely empty and quiet office. Parker makes up his mind to do the right thing and goes off to get ice for Kelsey. For the first time in weeks the words were just tumbling out and onto the page - 740 words actually.
Yesterday of course I expected more of the same, but it turned into one of those horrible days at work, with phone calls and constant interruptions - including an unexpected call from the furniture people who separated me from my desk for a half hour - that kept me TRYING to hammer away at the three rush jobs and innumerable little things. Bleh. All I managed was to jot down some notes.
I was also thinking about this blog, and how it's supposed to be all whiny, because I really EXPECTED to not be this far along, and there would have been a million whiny excuses...blahdee blahdee blah. I know the drill. How exciting that the title of the blog is misleading.
;-)
The whiny story of slogging through writing my first novel.
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I'm glad it's not living up to its name! Glad too that you had some good writing time in. I don't know how much I'll have until I finish grading -- argh! -- but some ideas cannot be contained.
Persist, persist!
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