Aug
2010

After the Pitches: Day Fifteen

Monday, August 23, 2010
Okay, I’m taking a new tactic under advisement: pretending that my writing is like a job. Well, it is a job, but taking it more seriously.
I got up and got showered and dressed (a good start). I planned on starting my writing at 8 AM. Here’s how it went:
8:00 all ready late
8:01 still late
8:02 started this blog
8:03 – 8:07 working on blog
8:08 clean up desk of filing crap
8:09 open document
8:10 need to find glasses and warm up coffee
8:11 started work
8:18 decided that the book is just fine in third person. I just need to add more details and make it a little funnier.
9:55 I’ve been writing all this time; and I’ve gained 1,703 words. Time for a food – and Chihuahua loving – break
10:15 full belly and a cup of coffee; so back at it – one-handed because I have a love-seeking Chihuahua in my arms
11:46 as Winnie the Pooh would say “this looks like a good place to rest” I finished 2,005 words today. And I got reacquainted with my story. It’s dog-gone good. And when I “beef it up” a little more, it’ll be really good.
A good day’s work. And the first number listed after “Manuscript” now. It now says “Manuscript = 1”!
Bravo!
Deadline has changed. I want to be finished with the initial writing by Tuesday, August 31 and done with the whole thing by Friday, September 24, 2010.
Procrastination = 9
Grossed-out Factor = 1
Life = 4
Manuscript = 1
Aug
2010

After the Pitches: Days Thirteen and Fourteen

Saturday, August 21 and Sunday, August 22, 2010
Busy few days. I don’t write on the weekends, anyway, so I’m not really counting these as “wasted” days. But I am getting closer to the deadline.
Saturday was spent doing chores. We fixed the truck, went to mum’s to help her with securing her home, and went to dinner.
Sunday was spent watching movies (The Crazies and The Proposal) and walking to dinner (salads at Jack in the Box).
8 days to self-imposed deadline. I’ll get my groove on next week – after I make a plan with the hubby about the “new and improved plan” for my writing goals.
Procrastination = 9
Grossed-out Factor = 1
Life = 4
Manuscript = 0
Aug
2010

After the Pitches: Day Twelve

Friday, August 20, 2010
Definitely a day to chalk up to PROCRASTINATION! Got up at 7 and watched The Proposal on my iPad on Netflix (for some reason, I keep typing Netflex).
Anyway, it was quite good. I do like a good Sandra Bullock romantic comedy. And Ryan Reynolds. ‘Nuff said.
Then the hubby came home to work and I’ve been filing and doing emails.
And applying for jobs.
10 days to self-imposed deadline.
Procrastination = 7
Grossed-out Factor = 1
Life = 4
Manuscript = 0
Aug
2010

After the Pitches: Day Eleven

Thursday, August 19, 2010
I read yesterday’s blog. And I thought, okay, there are a few places where I can improve my chances of being more successful in my attempts to write. (Only a few?)
So, I got dressed. I’m actually in pants and a sweaterset. I put on deodorant and runners (with socks). I am not in my jammies and robe, wrapped in a blanket on the sofa.
AND I am out of the house. I grabbed the laptop, my purse and my “butt toning shoes” and walked to Starbucks – a mile away.
There’s the problem. I get here and I’m damned pooped – and my butt hurts. It’s been a long week: booze- and crappy food-filled and off-kilter (I haven’t been in a good sleep routine for a few days and it’s showing). And I feel gross.
Even a non-fat latte isn’t helping. That and the fact that it’s 30 degrees below zero in here. My goosebumps have goosebumps.
However, I did get to listen in on a Bible Study group next to me. It’s interesting that my local Starbucks has turned into a location for various Bible Study groups. Aside from them, there is a reverend (of questionable repute) who haunts the place. Speaking of the dude, he just walked in. Let the show begin!
So, I’ve written an Excel spreadsheet charting my employment search (for Oregon Unemployment) and a letter to Fred Meyer regarding their REALLY ANNOYING stocking procedures (they stock product ALL THE TIME and it’s nearly impossible to shop there without tripping, falling, or stubbing toes). And I’m listening to Elvis (currently: There’ll Be Peace in The Valley For Me).
And I just discovered how to access the Internet at Starbucks. Ah geez.
11 days to self-imposed deadline. Oh crap! It’s the halfway point. Oh nooooo….
Procrastination = 6
Grossed-out Factor = 1
Life = 4
Manuscript = 0
Aug
2010

After the Pitches: Day Ten

Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Today is another day to write up to procrastination. “Life” influences are (mostly) done and I am back to finding excuses to not write.
Today’s lineup? A good example of a typical “writing day” for me:
1. Woke up and hung out in jammies. Huge mistake – need to actually wear “work clothes” which means getting out of my “sleeping clothes” and into something that I can envision myself working in. Drank ½ cup of coffee.
2. Stayed in the house (mostly) – I think I need to get out of the house to consider myself “working.” Working in the house offers many distractions: TV, iPad, Internet (Facebook and Twitter), books (Linger is my newest temptation. Mockingjay will be next week’s). Laundry. Cleaning dust bunnies from under the refrigerator.
3. Brunch with Mum. Okay. I DID (technically) get out of the house (and out of my jammies). Technically. But I walked to our neighborhood restaurant and had a 2-hour brunch with my mother. 10 AM to 12 PM. Not including walking time. Came to the conclusion that this shot my whole morning. ☺
4. Got home and thought “well, what’s the point now?” and called the hubby
5. Then I lived on my iPad: chatted on Facebook, Twittered, and emailed.
6. Hubby got home and we walked to McDonald’s. I had a craving for their fries. Another 1.5 hours gone.
7. Zombieland arrived in the mail (Netflix is the bane of all at-home workers EVERYWHERE) – watched that. Discovered the ability to watch movies on the iPad (thanks for the INFO HUBBY!)
8. Then had to “critique” Zombieland (Rule #18: Limber Up). Brainstormed the creation of my own rules about writing. Rule #1: Turn on computer/pick up pen and paper! Rule #2: Write! Rule #3: Repeat daily/hourly/minutely (okay not a word, but I had to go with the flow, right?)
9. Texted boss about her impending trip and ideas for next session (which starts end of September); fiddled with iPad a little more (figured out how to get rid of “sent from my iPad” to every email recipient. WHO CARES HOW I SENT THE BLESSED THING?!?)
10. Picked up Linger.
The End.
12 days to deadline.
Procrastination = 5
Grossed-out Factor = 1
Life = 4
Manuscript = 0
Aug
2010

After the Pitches: Day Nine

Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Well, I watched a bit more Supernatural (it’s research for the books – honest) – and knew that I didn’t get the job. Training starts Wednesday and I hadn’t heard anything, so the writing was on the wall.
And – yup – got the call around 1:30. The HR Director called – and I didn’t get one word in. She sped through the “apology” and told me “thank you for applying to work with [our organization]” – I ALL READY WORK FOR YOU!!!
That said it all to me about the organization.
I am mad. Upset. Shocked. Frustrated. And disappointed. And I’m off to get a beer.
Chalk up another one to “life” stealing away my writing time.
14 days to deadline. Two weeks!
Procrastination = 4
Grossed-out Factor = 1
Life = 4
Manuscript = 0
Aug
2010

After the Pitches: Day Eight

Monday, August 16, 2010
Distracted.
Waiting for a phone call regarding the status of my job interview. Really distracted.
So, I watched a few hours of last season’s Supernatural and laughed my butt off (Changing Channels just about killed me).
15 days to deadline. Oh crap. 15 days to deadline. Help me….
Procrastination = 4
Grossed-out Factor = 1
Life = 3
Manuscript = 0
Aug
2010

After the Pitches: Day Four

Thursday, August 12, 2010
Distracted today by something totally different and mind-numbing: attack of the bugs! The spousal unit and I have been seeing little brown bugs around the house. A few here, a few there. Not in mass numbers. But I found 5 in the bathroom last night and decided to haul out the vacuum today.
Big mistake.
These buggers cling to walls, popcorn ceilings, and little crevices in EVERYTHING. So, I started vacuuming bugs in the bathroom, then the kitchen, then the floor, then the hallway…. I found their entry way (I think). In our hall, we have a closet. The bottom pulls up so that we can have access to the underbelly of the house. We keep our coats in there, our first aid materials, soap, shampoo, etc. And the dog’s treats. Not any more! I found a bag with literally THOUSANDS of these bugs in it.
And I’m a little grossed out. Okay, a lot grossed out. And I can’t contain myself. I have suck up every single one of these monsters! Every. Single. One.
19 days to deadline
Procrastination = 3; Grossed-out Factor = 1; Manuscript = 0