The novel did not advance quickly last night. If anything, I managed a few hundred words–just under three hundred, in fact–because . . . well, so many things happened last night. Allow me to explain–
Believe it or not, I’ve got a bunch of different things floating around at the same time. Mine is not a simply life of “Get up, work, come home, eat, write, sleep.” There are times when it does feel that way, but last night wasn’t one of those night. No, it was more like I had miles to go before falling off into sleep.
First off, I walked throughout most of the day like a zombie. It wasn’t a good time, because my “Hey, it’s four AM, let’s get up” body was doing just that to me, and I’d only gotten to bed just a little after midnight, so I was running on just under four hours of sleep. Not a good way to start the day.
Then I get home feeling sleepy at four-thirty in the afternoon, and it’s time to eat. And write. Only it takes an hour to get dinner ready, and I can’t concentrate on writing. So I jump online for a bit and chat up a bit. And then I get into discussions with people: we talk about things they’re working on, I give a few opinions on copyright protections (this is something that’s come up a lot among the people in the crocheting group in which I hang out), I lay out a few memes for people because, in another life, I am The Memestress, and I come bringing the snark.
One of the things I got involved in while on line was helping out a woman who was having a problem with mold in her house. She rents but it seemed the landlord not only wasn’t going anything about the mold, he was being confrontational about it. As I have mad Google skills (no, I won’t spell it the other way), I did a quick search and discovered three sites in the city where she lives (which, by the way, is not in the U.S.) and posted them for her to use. It does appear that she received help with her problem, and she posted a thank you on my Facebook wall which greeted me this morning when I logged in.
Ah, but then! I had to take over asking questions in a book club. Yes, the person who was running the show this month went MIA, and I sort of got elected to step in and ask questions for the book in question, which I read. So late at night, as I was trying to work on my novel, I jumped in and set up a few questions for other people–in fact, I did a few more this morning, because I’m nothing if not diligent.
There you have it: my crazy night. Juggle, juggle, juggle. Maybe tonight I can actually get back to work on my novel . . .