Home Sweet Home...
Wow, does it feel great to be back! Today was 107 degrees of ouchy mama. But I'll tell ya what, it ain't nothing compared to the sticky heat of Texas and Louisiana. Then throw in a healthy batch of ravenous mosquitoes whose sole mission in their pitiful little lives is to suck your blood and replace it with a friendly dose of the West Nile virus. I swear I must've killed several hundred of those devilish bastards. I'm sure somewhere in New Orleans they're still buzzing about Grant, the Genocidal Maniac.
So my first day back I went to bed early and when I rose I hurriedly packed my laptop and dashed to the Fresno State library like the good little nerd that I am. I couldn't wait to catch up on my novel. But I quickly realized just how difficult it is to get back into the story. Twelve days is way too long to go without writing. So I spent much of the day rereading chapters and getting reacquainted with the story people. I managed to squeak out 600 words by 5pm.
Today was a different story, though. I was in the game! As soon as I got to my favorite spot on the fourth floor and turned on my laptop, my characters sprang into my head and started gabbing away: Let's do this, Grant. Yeah, man, I've got plenty to say today. Just you wait, we're gonna fly through this chapter. And boy did we. By 5pm I had 2,300 words and I was feeling as high as a satellite (kite was just too cliché).
So now I'm feeling pretty good about my goal of 60,000 words by August 22nd. I'll be crossing the last bump in the road on Friday when I call the Fresno County courthouse to see if I have to report for jury duty. So please all you decent people out there, send me some positive chi, some electrified karma, your prayers or whatever constructive device you use to get your way. All I'm asking for is one month of hassle free writing.
So my first day back I went to bed early and when I rose I hurriedly packed my laptop and dashed to the Fresno State library like the good little nerd that I am. I couldn't wait to catch up on my novel. But I quickly realized just how difficult it is to get back into the story. Twelve days is way too long to go without writing. So I spent much of the day rereading chapters and getting reacquainted with the story people. I managed to squeak out 600 words by 5pm.
Today was a different story, though. I was in the game! As soon as I got to my favorite spot on the fourth floor and turned on my laptop, my characters sprang into my head and started gabbing away: Let's do this, Grant. Yeah, man, I've got plenty to say today. Just you wait, we're gonna fly through this chapter. And boy did we. By 5pm I had 2,300 words and I was feeling as high as a satellite (kite was just too cliché).
So now I'm feeling pretty good about my goal of 60,000 words by August 22nd. I'll be crossing the last bump in the road on Friday when I call the Fresno County courthouse to see if I have to report for jury duty. So please all you decent people out there, send me some positive chi, some electrified karma, your prayers or whatever constructive device you use to get your way. All I'm asking for is one month of hassle free writing.
posted by Grant-Will-Rant at
7:53 PM
2 Comments:
I am just so unhealthily impressed that you can sit in the library all day and work on your book. I mean, wow. I work for about an hour or two every other day. I can't get over it.
Here's good thoughts going your way (although, you could bring your laptop with you -- it'll take a bit for them to select you for a jury, anyway).
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Anonymous, at 8:15 AM, July 21, 2005
Yes, but on the productivity chart Oliver's 2 hours = Grant's 8 hours.
I haven't forgotten how you whipped out that 5,000+ word story at bootcamp and then proceeded to play solitaire on your laptop while I was scratching the walls and selling my soul to Satan for a 2,500 word flop.
Okay, it wasn't exactly a flop. OSC did say that he would've published it in a magazine he edited in the 1970s. Was that a compliment??
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Anonymous, at 8:07 PM, July 21, 2005
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