I once got a review that said someone should tell me that all my characters sound dumb because they say freak and freakin’ all the time. So now, every time I write the word freak I think, “there is someone out there that doesn’t like this about me.”
I have no point in telling you all that, it just popped into my head. 🙂
There has been a bit of freaking out this week. I’m at that point with Glow where, if you’ve been reading this blog for a while, I get to with everything I write. The place where I think I’m never going to be able to finish and there’s not enough time and I generally spaz out. It came to a culmination yesterday when my husband was trying to make plans for us to go out for drinks with friends and they were having a hard time deciding where to go. I wanted to both stay at home and hole up in my office and write and go out and forget the book for the whole night.
Not a good space to be in. My husband suggested that our friends come over to our house. I reacted by, I don’t even know what it was, crying and making inhuman noises while furiously sweeping the kitchen floor.
After the floor was clean, I sat down and finished the chapter I was working on and then started the next one. I guess I just needed to do something that I knew I could do correctly and finish. Once I’d proved that to myself, I could write without freaking out again. Huh. Brains are so weird.
ROW80: I finished The Toilet Business this week and it’s with the betas. Glow got another 3,060 hard-earned words.
I have three weeks until Glow has to be finished and ready for editing. I still have 20K to write, so I’ll be hiding for two weeks. Less farting around on the interwebs usually does the trick.
Happy Mother’s Day to all of my fellow mutha’s and best of luck in the coming weeks to my writerly friends. Talk at ya at the end of May.