Wow!

I just wrote 7 pages. Woohoo! I've been trying like hell to get this novella done. I really like this story. But of course, the one I started before this one is coming out to play. Murphy's Law.

This one just wouldn't shut the hell up until I gave it my full attention. I'm finished with the rough draft. Now time to edit and polish. Edit and polish. Rinse, repeat.

It was friggin' hot here this weekend. Almost reached 90 degrees! We didn't have the air conditioner in yet, so we suffered last night. Got one of them in this morning, so it's a comfortable 78 degrees in here instead of 85 now. :/

Once we get the bedroom one in, it'll be better. Ben's sleeping much better tonight than last night. We were both up most of the night because of the heat. He's a little Northerner. He doesn't like it too hot. Me neither, as evidenced by the throbbing headache I've had for the last two days.

But I'm stoked! Jazzed! The first draft is done! DONE! Yeeehaaaah!

Please excuse any spelling errors, as I'm bleary-eyed as hell and am too damned lazy to run the spell check.

Okay, off to do some pleasure reading. I've earned it.

This 'n That

House of the Dead 2. Raunchy, low budget movie about flesh eating zombies. What could be better on a Sunday morning. At the very least, it's good for a laugh.

I was awake at 5:30 this morning, too tired to get my ass up but to awake to go back to sleep. I hate that shit. I did finally get up at 6:30 and got two pages written. But now I'm thinking of changing them. I don't usually go back until I'm done writing the first draft, but I think this time I have to make the changes in order to go forward, otherwise it'll bug me, because this character I've introduced is pretty important to the story, even if he only has a bit part in it.

Trying to stay out of the book stores. I have several books on my shelf I haven't even opened yet, but I'm fickle. I see that shiny new book and I want it. I don't have nearly enough time to read all these books. I fall asleep after four pages, tops, when I read before bed, which is the only time I have to read.

Getting my tail into bed early tonight. Monday morning sucks because I have to go into work a half hour earlier. Mondays suck because they are insanely busy, and I stay at work a half hour later. I only have about an hour with my little guy before I have to put him to bed. But, it is what it is. My eyes are too bleary from staring at a computer at work that I can't get on my laptop to write, so I've started jotting scenes down in a notebook. Works pretty well.

Hope everyone is having a good weekend. I'm finished ranting.

Oh, I made blueberry pancakes this morning from scrach. They rocked. I'm on a blueberry kick. Made blueberry muffins last weekend. Before that, the fruit of the weekend was bananas, and before that it was apples. I just keep swapping them out.

Okay, later everyone!