I had a good writing week. You don't often hear me say that. I'm usually whining about how difficult it is and how I can't seem to make good progress. Even I want to tell myself to shut up.
I made the mistake of rereading my first three chapters earlier in the week as I tried to get a feel for where my characters were going. They were rough. Somehow I thought they were better. I gave myself a stern lecture and convinced myself it was only a first draft and I would improve it tremendously on revision. I'm glad I fought the first response. By the time I turned off the computer last night I'd written over twenty pages. The dishes weren't done and the garbage hadn't been hauled out to the curb but the writing was done.
I hope to get through another twenty pages this week and make a decision on the bathroom reno.
I have to attend a curriculum night for my daughter's grade 12 classes. I don't want to go because really, what's the point? Does that make me a bad parent? In the early grades I was always volunteering in their classroom, the library, and fund raising (yuck.) It's not like she's in Grade 4 and needs help with fractions. It's not a parent/teacher interview where we talk about our own child. It's basically a lecture.
I wasn't going to go but my daughter looked disappointed so I guess I'll suck it up and go.
4 comments:
Wow! You're really racking up the page count lately. Good for you!
Look at it this way - while at the 'meeting' (lecture) you can stare intently, seeming to listen enraptured by their profundity. But in reality you'll be plotting out your revisions.
That is awesome on the page count!! And you can do what I do when I go to those things - plot a chapter in your head!
Great page count! I can always tell the kind of writing week it's been by the state of my house. Messy house - good writing week. Clean house - bad writing week. Naturally my mother always stops by on the good writing weeks...
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