Been up since 6 AM. Though I don’t normally drink coffee, I have coffee supplies in the kitchen so my brother, or anyone else, can have some when here. But to assure I stay awake this morning, I decided to make myself a cup. Since my dad recently gave me some pointers on how a cup of coffee should be made, my coffee isn’t as terrible as it used to be.
I’m trying to pick up speed on the novel. I can often get a whole page down in under twenty minutes. I’ve been using the stopwatch feature on my phone to confirm that. I know that’s not bad. Any writer would be proud of that score, and I am. But. I. Need. More. Speed.
I know of writers who can nail down around 2,000 words, about ten pages, in an hour. I would love to be able to get my projects done that fast. Sure, they’ll be messy rough drafts But that’s what the clean up process is for. I have a lot of projects planned and I want to get them done.
So, I’m working on that. Trying to beat my old time every time. The latest time on the stopwatch is 19:30.02. That was for an entire page of exactly 266 words.
Jay Lake once said, “Writing is an endurance sport.” I’m trying to build up my ability to endure high speeds like Jay did.
In other news, my cousin Josh just finished medical school. That’s a huge accomplishment. If I’m understanding correctly, he’ll soon begin his practice as an orthopaedic surgeon. I might have to see him about the finger Mr. Ed tried to eat thirty years ago.
Well, my attic was always pretty clean. It doesn’t even get dusty up there. But I had some junk. Today I threw out what I didn’t need. The few things that I did need, I was able to fit them behind the wall by the stairs where they can’t be seen. So, now there’s just a couple end tables, a bean bag and two chairs.
I just got the flip out chair today, so my brother can sleep up there when he stays the night here. He stays a night here every now and then. The attic makes a good guest room.
I haven’t been blogging much lately. Haven’t been getting to it and don’t really have anything to say. There has been no movement in the novel since the latest update. I was stuck, couldn’t figure out how to go forward and decided to read the thing from the beginning.
I have a couple more scenes to read, and then I’ll be where I left off at and can resume writing. The read from the beginning was effective. Ideas came to mind and I see how to continue for the next chapter or so.
I’ve also been cleaning up a short story that I finished a couple months ago. I wrote this story really fast and made a big mess. When I write fast and sloppy, the edit process takes more time, but it’s not that difficult to do. I find that pretty much all I have to do is cut out the crap and fix typos. I don’t see much that needs to be rewritten.
So, while the fast and sloppy approach will give me a lot of work when I edit the story, the story is down. I like that. The reason I had to read what I got down on the novel so far is that I was writing too slowly and forgot about things from the earlier chapters that I needed to keep the story going.
I’m going to try speeding up the novel when I get back to the writing.
I still haven’t finished my latest novel, but I was really thirsty, so Pabst.
The novel is moving all right, but not by the gallon. I’m 126 pages in and 26,367 words. I just finished off Chapter Two.
The Tigers just started, so that’s what I’m going to do the rest of the evening.
Didn’t really do anything. Went to mom and dad’s for while, and then dad and I went to my sister’s for dinner. My mom had to work.
Wanted to get beer on the way home from Nicole’s, but the store was closed. It just seemed like a nice day to sit out on my porch and drink beer. Maybe tomorrow.
Painted my porch bench today.
And the very next day, Megan and James have their dog back.
Here’s the story.
I just saw my friend Megan on the 11 o’clock News. About her stolen dog. Surveillance cameras caught the whole dognapping incident.
Here’s the story.
AC/DC beats Metallica every time.
As far as dead rappers go, I never got into Tupac’s music, but I really like The Notorious B.I.G.
Whenever I need to use “effect” or “affect”, I have an argument with myself over which word is correct. Consulting a dictionary or thesaurus does not make it clear for me.
Glock makes fine pistols and I have no problem with Glocks, but if you wanted to know my favorite manufacturer, I would say Smith & Wesson.
In the Chevy Vs Ford war, I’ve had negative and positive experiences with both makes and I don’t think either is better than the other, but I’ve always felt a sort of loyality to Ford, maybe because my dad always had a Ford when I was growing up.
Mike Rowe is smarter than Donald Trump and Barack Obama combined.
This was a very nice day. I did some yard work, and then went over to Mom and Dad’s. We dug up some of these little trees here and potted them, to sell. I think we’re going to dig up more next week.