The One Hundred and Fifty-Fifth Post: The One Written on Five Hours of Sleep and a Headache…

I was tossing and turning in bed last night with my heart hammering in my chest. I don’t know if it was the last drink that hit me at the most inopportune moment, or I was in the throes of a cardiac event. Either way, I didn’t get a whole lot of sleep last night… and to top it off, I have the beginnings of a headache. This doesn’t bode well for me for today. I don’t know if I should call in, or go in and… who am I kidding? I’m going to go in because I can’t afford to lose this job right now. Maybe in a month or two after I’ve cheapened by cable bill, I might take an ‘undocumented vacation day’. As for now – self-medication and hoping that today will be a light day.

At the risk of sounding like Dr. Tannis, the love affair between Scrivener and I deepens on many levels. It makes planning the novel very easy and it can break down the whole project into scenes, which can make the whole project easier in the long run. Rather than writing a long 100K word novel, I can just focus on the smaller scenes and build them as well as they need to be and save the cutting for the first round of edits. Hopefully, it will lessen the chore of re-writing as well. Again – focusing on the small things rather than the big picture. I might even work on the novel I’ve started on Scrivener and see how that goes. Do that while trying to finish the re-writes on the first novel and maybe try to get somewhere.

I am going to cut this blog a little short – time and headaches conspire to keep me from being somewhat productive today. I will return on Saturday with hopefully a better mood and head that doesn’t conspire to kill me.



Seething Apathy

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