By the time I got to the computer to write I was absolutely dead tired and didn’t want to start because What Comes Next is on the heels of writing that I originally Wasn’t Happy With, and I thought I was too weary to give it the strength it needed.
I don’t know what the deal is. Is it that I’m having trouble adjusting to winter this year? Perhaps I’m still dead tired after my stint as Santa Claus yesterday, over 600 visitors in four hours. Also, for the last couple of weeks I’ve been visiting the chiropractor because I messed my arm up while cementing the wall on the goat pen.
Maybe it’s just the cumulative effects of that, of the really bizarre dreams I was plagued with over the weekend, of the Holiday madness, and of visiting a sick friend in the hospital (I don’t do hospital visits well at all; I tend to get sick out of sympathy; I’m just not good at dealing with infirmity).
Aside from that, writing things are going well. More notes found their way into the Palm. At this rate, all I’ll have to do is write connecting sentences because everything else will be in place. I also received a double dose of good writing fortune.
First, I got the contracts that I need to sign and return to my agent for the Russian version of the Pembroke Hall novels. They’re interesting because they take up two columns of a page; the left is in the Roman alphabet (ours) and the right is Cyrillic.
Second, I received what may be my best fan e-mail ever, which said: I love this book, ‘Handling It’. I have to say, I have never read a book other than a book I needed to read for school or something. This book has inspired me to start reading other books, but none have ever been as good as this one.
I always enjoy the fan mail I’ve gotten in the past, where people say they were late for work or stayed up late because they wanted to finish one of my books. But to be told that I actually influenced someone to take reading more seriously? Not only is that flattering… it’s also a little scary. My new fan also asked for suggestions on more things to read, and Mark Twain was on the list, along with some contemporary stuff that was thematically similar to the PH novels.
There’s another new addition to the Relevant section off to the left: OneWord. It forces you to take a cue from Sean Connery’s character in Finding Forrester: “Don’t think… WRITE!” It does this by prompting you with one word and then giving you sixty seconds to write about it. When the clock runs out, your keyboard freezes and you go to another screen, where you can post your results for all to see, plus view what others have done.
Naturally, I tried it out. But I didn’t feel like posting it at OneWord. Instead, I thought I’d share what I did here.
Today’s prompt was Champion.
He raised his hands, listening to the roar of the crowd. it was his time, his moment. but wait, what was this? who was that coming? someone, he wasn’t sure? a woman? and what was that in her hand. And the look on her face. Why did it look so familiar? he didn’t know. he q
Okay, Shakespeare it ain’t. But you try writing and making a logical decision (not to capitalize the beginnings of sentences because using the caps key took too much time) in a mere 60 seconds. Seriously, try it. It’s quite a rush.
NP – Nothing; I just realized that I forgot to put on a CD. I must be tired.