it's a great life, if you don't weaken (matociquala) wrote,
it's a great life, if you don't weaken

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now me i believe that the garden of eden was burned to make way for a train

Apparently, alas, to write these days, it is imperative that I turn the music off. That makes me sad. I used to be bale to work through all kinds of noise and clutter, and I enjoyed having music playing while I wrote. (I can still writing nonfiction with music or the TV on.)

I wonder if it's because the part of my brain that does music and poetry is engaged in the prose writing now, which would in fact explain why--suddenly-- my poetry brain works again.

Anyway, I got around 1500 words today and got to the end of this scene and maybe the chapter, which means we are nearly through with the exposition and to the Stunning Conclusion. Alas, I will probably not get to get to work on the Stunning Conclusion until Sunday, because tomorrow I get to drive up to Boston, where I will meet friends and have dinner and sign books at pandemonium and then maybe go climbing with buymeaclue at Metro Rock and coffee with asciikitty on Saturday before I drive home.

Which sounds like fun, but does mean two writing days lost. And next week looks like lots of friend obligations, which is also a thing of joy, but means again, interference in my death march.

Ah well, it'll get done when it gets done. And then I can fiddle it a little and send it to Anne, and start work on rewriting The Sea Thy Mistress. And when that is done, or possibly before, there's "Lucky Day" to finish.

It's all good.

Life is coming under control.

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Tags: bear appearances, jacob's ladder, the writer at work
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