Ahhh, is there anything better than a Friday night, with the whole weekend ahead of you, and a short week on the other side of it? I am a happy girl.
Month: November 2001
Holy cow! Well, that was a good session. 2313 words, bringing the grand total up to 24278. I could try to push myself for the 25k, but it would probably be worse than usual. As it is, I found myself describing how painfully boring it is to work in a bookstore (which I’ve never done, so maybe it’s quite exciting) in much more detail than should be included in a novel.
I’m going to cozy up in bed with a good trashy magazine. As Jefferson Airplane said so eloquently, “Feed your head.”
I unloaded the kid and sent the husband away (okay, but that’s how I’m wording it, even if he’s the one with plans) so I can work in peace. No TV, even if that means I’m missing some of my favorite shows. That’s life in the writing world.
I’m at 22639, which sounds pretty good, but is a bit shy of where I should be. Today is the halfway point. So I should have 25000 by the end of the night. Except there is no way in heck I can pull off another 2400 words tonight. Not unless Mothra were to show up and start attacking the protagonist in her living room.
I hear Pierce Brosnan won People’s Sexiest Man Alive award again. Interesting choice. I could give a couple of other names that I think rate higher, and I’m saying this as a girl who her freshman year of college decorated her wall with Remington Steele pictures. (Actually, I had a “wall of Steel” which had Christopher Reeve (man of steel) and Pierce pictures.)
He’s still good looking, but is he really the sexiest man alive? I suppose someone could put me in a room with him and give me a chance to find out.