Ramblings

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Even though I try to make my outlines complete, there are still holes, huge gaps, those places where I need to insert something brilliant. You know, those times and places when you need to think of something but you need to do more research or think some more or whatever — you need something really

I’m holding one right now! Can’t even begin to describe what it feels like. Even though it’s my third. It’s still — wow. *dances and twirls around the room*

I woke up this morning 20 minutes before my alarm went off. Didn’t even consider going back to sleep — just laid there and thought about story stuff. Yesterday I didn’t finish the last scene of a chapter because I wasn’t sure what needed to happen there. Now, I’m not convinced I need that scene

Yesterday I was very bad. I got up, took myself to the coffee shop in the snow storm, then signed onto AIM because I was worried about a friend and I wanted to see if she was okay. Then I proceeded to get trapped chatting, and didn’t end up writing a word. Today I was

Quick novel stuff: 500 words, and it was just flowing and I *really* wish I didn’t have to go to the day job today because I’d probably just take a break and write 500 more. But I need to run reports every Friday morning, so can’t just take off. May run the reports and run

No writing this AM — too little sleep, too much upset, too many cramps. I will be leading one of the novel writing workshops at WisCon this year, as I have for the last couple of years. The same thing has happened this year that has happened for the last couple of years, so I

Today was a *good* writing day. Might be because I’m fully caffeinated — I don’t know. Or it might be because I wrote what I needed to write. Yesterday, I thought all I had a paragraph or so to do before I would reach the next portion of the scene, that is, the part I

I took yesterday off. When my alarm went off (I’d left it on because I’m an optimist) I fell back asleep without realizing it, so having that permission to sleep in was the right thing to do. Still — it felt odd, wrong somehow, to not be writing in the morning. I fiddled around some,

The writing was a lot harder today. I think in part it’s because I’m so tired — I managed 4 hours of sleep. Maybe. Though I had some coffee this morning, the caffeine was pretty ineffective against my wall of tiredness. Still, managed 500 words. The end was a lot easier than the beginning. I’m