Finally, the week is over. It’s Travel Day, and all I have to do is build a SQL process to update a file, then move a couple of packages to production, then blow the hell out of work and go back home. Of course I’ll fight traffic, but so what? I do that all the time. And this time, I just want out of this hole.
Yesterday evening was the first one that felt like a normal day–even though I almost fell asleep at work. So tired. I’m going to bed 10 PM my normal time, hoping for a nice, long sleep, and I’m up about 3:30 or 4:00 AM every morning. Then I write on the blog, go through all my blog information–which is starting to get a little overwhelming–and then off to work.
Wash, rinse . . . yeah, I know. Boring, boring.
Part Six of Diners at the Memory’s End went very well. Distractions were kept to a very minimum, and that allowed me to roll out 1,199 words in about two hours. Not exactly sterling production, but I spent some of that time helping out someone with a question on ebook formatting, and another part of that time trying to get information on the distance to a cataclysmic variable that is the focal point to this part of the store, and the next couple of parts as well.
At least it felt like the words were rolling fine last night. The conversation between Albert and Meredith, as they walked through the rain, was honest. Albert’s quick mental flash about wishing he could slam someone against a wall was also honest. And I left at a very good point in the story, so I can come back to it tonight and finish it off.
Now all I have to do is figure out what this sucker–CQ Draconis, that is–might look like from space. Piece of cake, right?
I did come up with something else as well: I believe I have the idea I’m going to use for NaNoWriMo, 2012. That’s right, I’m considering tackling this insanity once more, and why not? I can set aside the month of November to engage in self flagellation, and do what I can to crank out another novel. But it helps to have a plan, and I believe I know what that plan is–
I’m looking to do a follow-up to my story Kuntilanak.
No details, because, why would I? I mean, I know what I want to write. I have the basic idea for the story laid out in my head, and have for some time. I do need to do a little research on something–a something that’s important to the story–then plot the thing out and . . . hey, I’m ready to do deed.
I’ll be interesting to see if I can actually keep up this year. If I come home from work it’s going to be a case of sitting at the computer and getting in a good three hours of writing, just to stay ahead of that evil line that everyone has in their profile. My only worry is that this story might have a little too much padding, that it’s not cut out to be a novel, but rather another novella.
Like I said, I have a plan.
Nothing is always absolutely so, you know?
