Well, dear readers, this week is flying by, like a gazelle doing the Texas Two-Step with three steps. Here I sit like so much fish after another long day of mostly writing. Thanks to the incessant banging of the house builders, I didn’t quite get eight hours of sleep and was up at nine-thirty. That was fine as I had to do some busywork and get that out of the way. I was done with that by a little after ten, after which I began futzing and finessing. I added a few things, removed a few things, and smoothed out a lot of things. Then I wrote a page-and-a-half. After that, I went and had a patty melt and no fries or onion rings. Because it was yet another holiday, Jerry’s was overflowing with people, but thankfully I got there just before the onrush of Studio City humanity.
After lunch, I came right back home since it was a no mail day. I went right back to writing and wrote about four pages. Then I took a little break and ate some cherry chocolate chip ice cream. Then I have a memory of watching something on Netflix for about forty minutes. After that, it was back to writing. I wrote most of the evening with occasional breaks. In the end I think I wrote almost twelve pages. In the middle of all that writing I did go back and look at one of the little sections where I’d added some detail for Muse Margaret. While she’d loved all of the added detail, I sensed she wanted more from this one section, and we’d talked about it and how the character involved wouldn’t know more than I had her saying, so she understood and we left it at that. But I was also dissatisfied and after reading it I came up with something clever to get around the problem I was having. Once I thought of that, I rewrote that entire page, then called Muse Margaret on the telephonic device and read it to her, and I must say she was laughing rather loudly on the other end of the phone. I will say that this book isn’t what I’d call a comedy or comic novel – in fact, it is anything but that, but it does have a lot of humor. Anyway, I was very happy with the way it turned out.
I had some popcorn at some point, and I took a hot shower at some point, and ended up cutting about two-thirds of the last page I’d written – it didn’t feel at all right to me, and I replaced it with something that felt much better and which was certainly much more fun.
Today, will be something completely different. Today I shall write, write, and write, and then write some more. I’ll eat something amusing, I’ll hopefully pick up some packages, I’ll take a break or two, I’ll see about starting the commentary (not motivated to do so thus far), and then, for a change of pace, I’ll write some more.
Tomorrow is more writing, Thursday is writing plus a work session for the Kritzerland show, then the rest of the week is all writing all the time. Knowing me, towards the end of the week I may start writing more than the usual eleven pages because I’ll be in that getting to the finish line mode.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, write, write, and write, eat, hopefully pick up packages, write, take a break occasionally, and write. Today’s topic of discussion: What are your favorite novels of suspense? Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, happy to have had another productive day of writing, writing, and writing (and popcorn).