Getting back into a book

Do you ever have a hard time reading a book you've set down for a few days? Imagine trying to write it. I forget character names and things like hair color, eye color, etc. But worse than that, I forget what brilliant plot points may have come upon me unawares.

As I've been re-reading/acquainting myself with Forbidden (w.t.), I find I was also lucky enough to forget some lousy and terrifyingly pointless writing, but this is a chance to tighten that up! So, I'm back on track with Sven and getting back on track with Forbidden.

Trying to decide whether I want to work at home or go see what's going on at the Starbucks at B&N. The question is, will I work at the Starbucks or will I cruise the books all day? I fear I know the answer so I'm trying to settle in here.

Oh, I need to check in with Sven today.

Monday without Family

My brother-in-law went home yesterday. Now, you may not have known he was with us, but we're missing him. He was supposed to be downstairs when I woke up. He's supposed to be whistling constantly and working crossword puzzles and making crazy jokes. And he probably is, at his place. I miss him whistling his way around ours!

So, I've taken three days off writing at a whack. We ended up visiting stuff with the bil after I sent in my revision. Yesterday, I started reading the WIP (Forbidden, w.t.) again, but really didn't get a full 750 new words, so can't claim I did. Ding dang it.

However, I'm also re-reading Harry Potter because I've still not read the 7th and I'm trying with mixed success not to find out anything I don't want to know! That kind of cut into work time, cause I'm at a good spot!

So--gotta get those 750 words today!

Oh, and about the Red Sox? I'm glad they won, but I wish the Rockies had put up a better fight.

Uh-oh, it's Friday!

Not sure how that happened. Today is my first non-writing day since I started sweating with Sven. That revision got tough at the end so I've been slaving away, trying to get it right. It's with my editor now. I'm suffering post-turn-in-panic. Not a pretty picture.

Too tired to write more tonight. I'm going to read instead.

Have I thanked Rick Astley?

Cause he's singing me through this revision with "Cry for Help." I've always loved his voice and this song, but I'm finding the passion in the combo of Rick, headphones, and heads-down working--except when family stuff gets in the way. Today, family is going out. I try not to be overly grateful for a day of quiet because I love having the family around, but I need the work time!

12 pages Sunday and yesterday. Let's see how many for today!

Is it bad when you wake up with "Cry for Help" already playing in your head? I'm kind of seduced in by "Sleeping" as well.

Sven's Check-In Day

I don't really have time for blogging. I'm finishing my revision, massaging--and still adding. What's up with that? 5 more pages yesterday, which means I'm going to have to find some to cut. I'm close to the word count, but these last days are all about getting it right, not making it more wordy. ;-) Sometimes I like to wield an anvil in getting my point across. ;-)

Anyway, I'd have skipped blogging today, except it's check-in day over at Sven's. Now, I have to get my head down and finish this because my experience is that the world starts to bubble and strange things happen during the last couple of days before I have to turn something in!

The Rains Finally Came

And they were soft. Not enough rain to make us feel watered, but you know, enough to make lying on the grass, getting wet a reasonable recreation. ;-)

I added 5 pages yesterday. I keep thinking I'm just tidying up here at the end, but I want this book to be emotional, and it still needs some help. I'm layering and knitting--with words.

Off to the coffee shop today. My girl has the usual insurmountable stack of homework, and I'm always happy to share a workday with her!

Happy Saturday to those who get to play today!

The Working Weekend Begins

Last weekend was my family's reunion. One of my brothers even made it up there, but I didn't, so I've been thinking about the folks all week, kind of leafing through the old pics.

So--up there is one of my cousin and me. She's eleven months older, but already I was outgrowing her. (I never thought that was fair, as I longed to be a delicate flower!) In one version of this picture I'm clutching a "pocket-purse" the size of a small car. Wish I could find that one! ;-)

I'm closing in on my Monday deadline. Yesterday, I managed to add only 5 pages, but I had plenty to cut. Normally, it would be hard to see all those pages disappear, but they needed to go. They make room for the new stuff I've been adding, and the new stuff is more passionate--more fun for me to write, a whole lot more to the point in a romance!

This is like kneading bread.

I love to make bread, but I'm never sure it's going to work. There comes a time in each batch where I know I've got pure gluten stinking to my fingers, or I'm stunned to find I've actually managed something delicious. (The recipe's amazing and only fails due to operator error.)

I hope I'm finding bread in my laptop mixing bowl. ;-)

And--wonder of wonders in a place where the drought is truly horrific, it's raining!