December 30, 2007
55566688833
A few days ago a good and extremely geeky fiend referred to 55566688833 during a conversation about relationships. I was too proud to ask what it meant. I figured the Internet would tell me. But, shockingly, the mighty Urban Dictionary and even the omniscient Wikipedia failed me. I did come across (what I see now to be) intensely witty song about 55566688833 (lyrics), but I never figured out what the digits meant. Read the rest of this entry »
December 27, 2007
Blame it on the Baby
Yeah, so…the only speedbump in the editing process so far has turned out to be my 1.4 yr old niece, who’s in town with the sister and brother-in-law. They came in around Christmas Eve and ever since then I’ve been justifying a lax work ethic to chase the baby around the living room, sit around all day in our pjs drinking coffee, et cetera. I am getting some editing done and then there’s that whole Sidman’s Neuroanatomy hanging over my head…but there’s also the whole turn 28 and New Years thing…hmm…maybe i should buckle down today. *sigh*
December 23, 2007
Day 8,
902–Volunteering at the free clinic today. Probably won’t get much of anything edited. But maybe that’s not a bad thing. My mind could use a reset and volunteering around Christmas might help me get off of that ‘naughty’ list ;) Read the rest of this entry »
December 22, 2007
Day 7, 358/660
941–So the solstice has pasted. Longest night of the year. Winter is halfway done. And I’m halfway through my editing. Coincidence? Naaaaw.
1215–Lunch break and a bit of frustration. Doing a lot of inconsistency reading and rewriting to make sure character details are consistant. This is deadly boring. Let’s look at an example. Assume character X has to be left handed for some scene late in the book. That means you have to go back and reread and rework the entire manuscript so that Mr. X is always left handed. It’s very necessary work, but it doesn’t add any net pages to my progress so it doesn’t feel like I’m getting anywhere. Read the rest of this entry »
December 21, 2007
Day 6, 340/660
1005–Hmmm…seems I’m losing steam. Let’s see if I can reverse that a bit today. Problem is the holidays and their social engagements, but maybe that won’t be such a bad thing. Seeing non-imaginary people should be good for me. And somewhere in there I should go Christmas shopping. I hate shopping, unless it’s shopping for books. And I probably can’t buy everyone books _again_. Read the rest of this entry »
December 20, 2007
Day 5, 272/654
946–No rain! And the Internet promised! Guess I can’t complain to much; we have been getting a bit of the wet stuff, but not enough to quell ye olde fears of the drought. Besides, when one is inside gloomily copy-editing, one does one it to be gloomily raining outside. Read the rest of this entry »
December 19, 2007
Day 4, 210/654
928–Obsession. I had horrible wordprocessor dreams last night. This tends to happen. I zero in on a problem and everything else in the world seems off or wrong until I can figure it out.
1022–Helpful email exchange with the editor. Maybe such a radical change in format isn’t needed. I’ll feel pretty silly if that turns out to be the case. But I suppose exploring dead ends is part of the writing process. Read the rest of this entry »
December 18, 2007
Day 3, 142/654
900–Rainy day, hot pot of coffee. Nothing else to do but write. Couldn’t be happier.
1124–Was cruising along until I hit to the first chapter to need major rewriting–it’s a classroom scene, when the protag has to prove he can teach, one of the first ever written for the book. It’s odd looking at it now. I was a much younger author when I penned it; it’s very experimental, containing only dialog and stage directions. Read the rest of this entry »
December 17, 2007
Day 2, 120/652
1100–One of the many problems with finals is that life doesn’t stop during them. This morning was full of errands, a bit frustrating given that the writing side of my mind is often most lively in the mornings. But c’est la vie. Much much more exciting is news from fellow bay-area writer and good friend, Erin Cashier, who just won first prize for this quarter’s Writer’s of the Future Award! She’s so much talent, it’s really rather shocking that the institution hasn’t picked her up yet. So, with such good omens, it’s time to dig in. Read the rest of this entry »
