Tuesday, June 16, 2015
It's really too raw to call it a rough draft, but I don't know a better word for it.
Now the idle traffic light diversion is finding a title. Can you imagine? All this time having no name for a project that's taken up so much mental energy?
I used to look at a textile piece in progress and the title would pop out of my mouth without a bead of sweat forming on my brow!
Saturday, June 13, 2015
I finally printed out a synopsis and spent my time shuffling scenes around and noting which ones needed more work. Lot's of work. I've been foot dragging over this for a while now and it felt good to get it done.
There is a glimmer of this going on: "Saying Goodbye"'
HOLY SHIT! 230 single spaced pages, 138K words plus forty pages of notes to be added in. It's looking like a rough draft!
Monday, June 8, 2015
The view from my office is not exactly inspirational, but it will do as a place to get things done - mostly in the form of transcribing notes that I've jotted down at every stoplight I come to.
What part of the brain is it that comes alive when I am driving on autopilot and listening to the same well-worn playlist on my ancient I-pod? It makes me long for the days of 1.55 per gallon gas. Then I was preoccupied with bitchin' about that too.
I haven't been walking as much as I want to. It's getting very hot earlier in the day here and the pool is final warm enough to get into.
It's time for a change of routine. I'm dragging my feet over writing key scenes - the ones of heavy conflict, murder and mayhem. A change of scenery would be welcome, but not likely to happen anytime soon.