Today was a series of interesting exercises in hurry up and wait.
I got to the airport very early (thanks again to obadiah for the ride!) This turned out to be a really good thing. Though I had an hour and a half layover between my two flights, the first flight was so late I would have missed my connection. So they booked me on a different flight that was leaving in 25 minutes. If I could have walked directly to the gate, it wouldn’t have been a problem. But because they booked me so late on the flight, I got to go through the special security — I had my bags searched and myself patted down. Then I raced to the gate — I was the last person to board and they closed the door as soon as I got on the plane.
I arrived with some extra time in Salt Lake City, bought lunch for later and some really good coffee and sat and wrote 2000 words. I got on the next flight, they closed the doors, pulled away from the gate, and then stopped. Eventually the captain came on and informed us that due to the really bad weather in Seattle, we were going to be delayed, and just sitting there, for anywhere from 20 minutes to 2 hours. It ended up being about 45. Again, I got lots of good writing done.
From Seattle, I had to fly to Oakland, CA. (The original Seattle-Austin flight was booked months before the CA trip came up, and changing the ticket was too expensive.) When I got to Seattle I found that my flight was canceled. However, there was an earlier flight on another airlines that they put me on, that was leaving, you guessed it, in 25 minutes. It was, of course, at the end of the C terminal. Quite a race, only to find out that the plane was delayed.
Did more writing on this last plane as well. So today was a good writing day. I finished chapter 6, as well as wrote the first scene of chapter 7 and did some more plotty-thinky things. I’ll post a word count thingy when I have more brain.
So now I’m in lovely warm CA. The air always feels so soft here. I’m here for the week for the day job. I will post when I can. . .
And then there was this con that I went to over the weekend. *G* I had a wonderful time, seeing old friends, making new friends. I’m completely fried, but it isn’t as though I’d actually do a con report anyway — this WFC was much like most cons for me — I only attended the panels that I was on, and any report would just be a list of people who I talked with.
One thing that I am interested in — at WFC writers gather and talk informally, finding out what’s what. Would it be useful for WFC to do a mid-career writer’s panel some year? Maybe not even a regular panel, but just a moderator, directing the conversation, a more formalized talking amongst ourselves. I think it might be useful, but as it happens informally, do we need to formalize it as well?
I practiced my “fatigue management” skills and aggressively napped while I was there. I only came down with really bad vertigo once as a result, which is good. I’m a bit fried today, which is bad, but that’s probably also because of the flights today. And writing a lot.
I had a *marvelous* brain storming session with some of the other broads from
And my brain has just completely shut down. Maybe more later.
*waves* Hello to all the new people I met at WFC!