I spent yesterday at my brother’s house. Was helping him with a few things. Afterwards we just sat around, played guitars and drank beer. His girlfriend brought over her dogs.
It’s called “Live Transcribe”, not “Live Tree and Scribe”. It always gets what I say wrong, but I think it gets what most people say right.
I’m calling it in earlier today. I’m trying to start getting up early in the morning, instead of being up all night. Haven’t been having much luck with that, but I’m trying.
Novel 6
Words Added: 460
Total Wordcount: 99,707
Total Pagecount: 491
Story 45
Words Added: 448
Total Wordcount: 2,261
Total Pagecount: 11
I was up till 7:45 AM last night. The new story is a ghost story and I guess it’s coming out well, because it’s creeping me out as I write it.
I’ve been stopping production to watch the Tigers, and then get back to work as soon as the game is over. My desired minimum is still five pages into the novel and five pages into the story, and there’s a number of other things on the task list that I want done each day before I call it a night.
Depending on how focused I am on a given day, it can indeed take me into the late morning hours. Last night, I was so fucking tired when I completed that last page, I immediately shut my computer down and went straight to bed.
The Tigers and Yankees are on now. It’s still Spring Training. The Tigers’ regular season starts April 8.
Novel 6
Words Added: 953
Total Wordcount: 98,449
Total Pagecount: 485
Story 45
Words Added: 1,080
Total Wordcount: 1,080
Total Pagecount: 6
I’m in Facebook jail again, for posting this:
I swear to God, this system they have on Facebook is dumb as fuck. Last time, I was locked up for suggesting the court of law should give the death sentence to people who commit treason. This time, it’s for expressing my anger.
Both times, they called it incitement of violence. If they bothered to look at the entire context of these posts, they might see how stupid their system is. But they don’t do that. They take little remarks out of context and lock your ass up, giving you no opportunity to clarify what you meant.
While in lockup, I can’t post or comment on Facebook. I can only read other people’s posts and use the messenger. I should be out in a couple days, but I expect my account will have some restrictions for a while, just so they can make sure I’m properly punished for my offenses.
Anyway, I got in a little more writing last night. The current scores:
Novel 6
Words Added: 305
Total Wordcount: 96,549
Total Pagecount: 475
Story 44
Words Added: 319
Total Wordcount: 998
Total Pagecount: 6
My production was brought to a screeching halt yesterday, because of some bullshit I’m too lazy to go into details about. Nothing personal. Just computer shit fucking up. I didn’t get it resolved until late this afternoon.
So, yesterday’s production was much lower than it might have been. This is yesterday’s score:
Novel 6
Words Added: 394
Total Wordcount: 95,523
Total Pagecount: 471
Story 44
Words Added: 263
Total Wordcount: 381
Total Pagecount: 3
There might or might not be a score to report for today, because I’m already tired out.
For a while I was reporting progress stats, but I’d fallen off that wagon. I feel a little antsy when I don’t keep up with that. I like keeping track of my progress. So, I’m going to try getting back on that wagon.
Currently, Novel 6 is 94,043 words and 463 pages. Story 43 is 7,944 words and 38 pages. I’ve been getting work into each almost every day, but not as much as I’d like.
Let’s see what those numbers look like at the end of the day.
Michigan’s Womens Basketball have advanced to the Elite Eight. The Mens Basketball team is out.
Spring Training has started. The regular season starts April 7. The Tigers first game is April 8.
I need to shave.
I placed an order through DoorDash tonight. I guess there was a problem. The Dasher tried to call me a couple times, but I don’t take phone calls. I have instructions with every order that say “Deaf, please text.” When I didn’t answer the phone after the second call, they canceled the order.
Some people don’t know what the word “deaf” means.
Anyway, I pulled an all-nighter and hammered down 10 pages of fiction, 5 pages-1,174 words to the novel and 5 pages-747 words to the story. I really need to have more days of high production like this. Been havng too many days of low production.
Okay, it’s 6:15 in the morning. Good night. See you tomorrow.
1) Next time Christians in my life make a fuss about me drinking, I’m going to remind them of the wedding guests who drunk all the wine, and Jesus turned water into wine so the guests could continue drinking.
2) I’ve been watching Six Feet Under again. The scene where the baby dies in the crib has always been hard for me to sit through. All through the rest of that episode, my heart aches and I get teary-eyed. Rico, a young father, is very convincing in showing how hard it is for a funeral home employee to work with an infant death.
3) The Red Wings did not win today.
4) I wrote 433 words into the novel and 381 words in the story. I wanted to keep going, but I’m really burned out.
Had some trouble opening the door. I shoveled the porch and sidewalk. Was about to shovel the driveway, but a neighbor rolled up on an ATV that has a plow on it. He offered to plow the driveway for me.
