The end of the week approaches and already my mind is in a flurry over what I could do come Saturday. I don’t have any long trips planed, not with another threat of snow on Sunday, but if it’s better on Sunday I may go on another road trip to somewhere close. I find I feel a lot better when I get out into the real world and don’t stay closed up inside the apartment all the time.
One needs this to at least feel a little human.
I’m also thinking about what I want to write this weekend. I have an idea for a post to write Saturday morning, because it’ll take to long to write it during this stretches I have between when I wake up and walk off to work. That means the best time to do this one is over coffee and whatever I’m munching on at Panera. I’m also working on an idea for another article, but that’s something that probably won’t start up this weekend. Maybe next. I’m never really sure how that works; I just go with the flow.
Most of my writing time will be on the novel. I’m in the final stretch now. It’s Friday afternoon, classes are over, and since there isn’t a lot of study–it is only the first week, and it’s not like they have homework yet–my kids are off on a little side trip of exploration. Really, it’s Kerry’s trip, and Annie’s following and observing. See, there was something that was said to Kerry way back–well, it was a couple of weeks ago for him, but it’s more like almost three months for me, and he’d almost forgotten about that comment until overhearing a couple of teachers. Then he woke up, went, “Hey!”, and now it’s Side Trip Afternoon instead of resting with all the other kids who have pretty much burned themselves out by now.
A night in the hospital will do that to you, ’cause you get all rested up.
I’ll finish this scene tonight, then it’s on to something I call The Midnight Madness, and then there’ll be some Saturday activities that will flow into something that happens just after midnight on Sunday morning.
And that will be that. Episode One of Book One is over and done.
Right now I’m sitting at exactly 112,500 words, and one hundred and thirty thousand words does seem to be right about where I’ll end. That means I’ll wrap it up first part of February, about three and a half months after I started writing for NaNoWriMo. Then on to something different, something . . . maybe smutty, since I found out some erotica stories I sold back in 2011 are mine again, and that would be a good time to see about getting a cover, reformatting the suckers, and putting them out there under a different name. Then watch that cash roll in, Yes Sir.
I won’t hold my breath. But I will work on editing. I will work on getting something out there.
It’s about that time.