So I came home yesterday, all fired up to write four pages. This was going to be great — I knew exactly what I wanted to write, too!
And then… I fell asleep. At 5:30. And woke up 12 hours later.
Ugh.
This is what happens when Diana doesn’t get enough sleep over the weekend. This is what happens when she’s up until 1:30 in the morning on a Sunday Night chatting with — well, I’m not blaming *you*, Anonymous Personage. But Diana’s body will make up that missed sleep. Against her will if necessary. So now I’m four pages behind. Sigh. Tonight will be a shut-in, I feel, since now I have to write SIX pages to stay on schedule.
Later, kiddos.
July 19th, 2005 at 7:44 am
I know how you feel. When my body turned forty it began protesting misuse. I had two, count them, two small glasses of wine last night and had a headache all night.
Doesn’t seem fair, does it? Good luck on those pages. How long do you want your books to be?
Teri
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July 19th, 2005 at 8:10 am
According to contract, the book is 70,000 words.
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July 19th, 2005 at 10:30 am
Wow! 12 Hours! That’s a lot of sleep!
At least you’re well-rested to be able to catch up on the 4 pages you missed – I’m sure you’ll fly through them in no time.
Good luck!
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July 19th, 2005 at 11:41 am
Maybe if you catch up on your pages, you could come help me catch up on mine?
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July 19th, 2005 at 1:34 pm
Oh Jill, you got it! In fact, if I don’t shape up, you’ll find me in my room at Reno tap tap tapping away (instead of at the bar, where I’d rather be!)
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July 19th, 2005 at 2:15 pm
I just typed THE END, D, so shout out if you need some help! You know how fast I type…maybe you could dictate it to me…LOL!!
= )
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July 19th, 2005 at 2:16 pm
Congrats on yet another THE END, Marley! And ::smack:: on the dictation joke. You should know by now that my writing speed has nothing whatsoever to do with my typing speed! It’s not my fingers that hold me back, it’s my brain.
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July 19th, 2005 at 3:13 pm
What a fun group of ladies. First of all, tj, my body also reacted the same way when I hit 40 and how fun to know you’re in Portland. I lived there for a bit.
And, Diana, here’s sending some inspiration your way so you can finish your book before Reno because I’d hate to think you were typing away in your room instead of enjoying yourself at the bar.
And, Marley, what are we going to do with you? What number ms is this? But I’m with Diana – if only my brain worked as fast as my fingers.
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July 19th, 2005 at 3:38 pm
Hey, TJ, were there sulfates in your wine? I find that if I even have a sip of wine with sulfates in it, I’m in for a headache.
Thanks, Nikki! Here’s hoping… except.. Sailor Boy wants to see me tonight. Sad when the person you supposedly live with is away from home so often that he has to set up dates to see you! I told him he was a devilish temptor (tempter?)!
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July 19th, 2005 at 4:28 pm
Shit. I will turn 40 in October. You mean I’m going to be MORE tired? Not fair.
Way to go, Diana! You’re cookin right along, and I know you’ll have lots of bar time in Reno!! We’ll drag you out of your room if you try to hide out and write. Mostly cause it would make the rest of us writers who ARE in the bar and NOT writing look bad.
Shannon
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