Sunday, March 7, 2010
Thank you all for your comments yesterday. I love finding out what you read. Right now I seem to be reading the dictionary. The further I go in this Michael Chabon book, the more I need it. When I'm finished with it, I think I'll move on to something with simpler language. All the sudden, I feel really, really stupid.
Not much time for any kind of writing today. We're driving Chloe back to her school. Break is over. Ahem.
Before I go, I should tell you that yesterday's workshop was full of great info about publishing and Lauretta spent some time talking to us about what keeps us from actually writing and how to remove those blocks. It was the boost I needed.
So here's the deal - I'm going to put myself on a schedule. I'm going to continue to blog, but only in the afternoon after I've done some work on my manuscript. That writing must come first. In fact, I'm going to keep myself offline altogether until 11am everyday. It will be like coming off a drug, I think, but it's time.
I heard today on Wait Wait Don't Tell Me about how the Chicago Public School's District HQ now has a shaming device on its computer system. If you log onto any of a list of verboten websites, this mad shrieking alarm goes off. It doesn't stop until you've closed the offending website's window. If this catches on, we all might consider investing in stocks of companies that produce hearing aids. I have to keep this info from MathMan as long as I can. I mean, he's already threatened to strip me of my USB thingy that connects me to our home network until the manuscript is ready to be submitted to agents. Something about being tired of hearing about it.....
I must show some self-discipline, I suppose.
Now I must go. Everyone is medicated and the car is packed with Chloe's things. Five Goldens in a car for a few hours? What could possibly go wrong?
P.S. The Pussies for Peace are decked out as Attack Cats. And they haven't been fed....so.....