It hasn’t rained much all summer. It did today. I realized two things: You cannot be responsible for the thoughts and motivations of other people and you cannot keep making excuses for them. I rediscovered U2′s “Stay”. That band’s best songs are never their most popular. For now, that is all.
Good-bye, world. Good-bye, neighborhood cafes and boutiques and citywide events. Good-bye, friends. In mere days, the critters will be out of school and all of us will be there as days turn into nights and then back into days, putting all the little broken Humpty-Dumptys back together again. The one upside? free AC as the [...]
It never ceases to amaze me how surprised people are that it snows in January in the northern latitudes. On a day in which a French child reminded me of the Three Kings Day and in which I took down the Christmas decorations at work, it’s a week into January. I am deep in the [...]
And just like that, it’s Christmas again. The run-up always catches me by surprise. I leave tomorrow to try to get to the other coast without too many problems. Hopefully, the union-wracked, lazy, inefficient East has gotten its fair share of snow and I won’t have many problems. I’ll be off the radar until I [...]
I wish I could write “out all night”. It would be so way more interesting. But it’s quite the opposite. I’m on the verge of finishing this thing around furious Christmas shopping. I can’t stop. I slept maybe an hour and a half before I was up again with buzzing scenarios both for Christmas Eve [...]
I’ve just written 40,000 in less than two weeks, and this is not counting work days. My eyes are about to burn out of my head. I’m on the other side of the hill now. It would be nice to finish by Christmas.
“trying to keep the plot from twisting.” Now he’s gone and disappeared and I have no idea why. He either got a message with a clue and had to chase it down, or he had to go meet someone, or he’s hiding from them (why?), or something HAS HAPPENED TO HIM. But that wasn’t supposed [...]
Unfortunately, a lot of people from work are my erstwhile Friends. I subscribe to keeping worlds separated and I really can’t deal with too many strange questions about what in God’s name my status means. I wanted to write the following in just now: “just hit 50,000 words. I feel accomplished. Oh, yeah, I have [...]
Why do I fight sleep? Though I have tomorrow off, I’m not off the hook for the rest of the week and still have to workk two 12-hour shifts on Thursday and Friday. So what am I doing yawning yet still flipping through my browser’s tabs trying to find some article I haven’t read yet? [...]
Maybe it’s the SEPTA strike making me all pissed off and I do my best work when I’m angry about something. I’m just now last-minute researching the backstory and am deep in the creative melee. I may blow off the birthday party I’m supposed to go to in an hour. Soon, soon, I get to [...]
I laughed outloud today, right there in my dining perch. Though I traveled a total of three city blocks today, I wrote about 3000 words. Consider the stage nearly completely set. Only one more character needs to be seen in real time (he’s only been spoken about) and he’s a costar. The male lead just [...]
Well, it’s November. You know what that means. I have to work Thanksgiving, the bad shift. I’ll be in my condo a year. And it’s NaNoWriMo, that nerve-wracking, life-altering odyssey to write a book in a month. Writing a good one is optional. Writing a bad one is nearly unavoidable. Last year, I wrote 70,000 [...]