Actually, it’s NOT funny, it’s depressing. I mean, it’s the last day of July, meaning that summer is more than halfway over (sorry to break the news, people) and I haven’t done anything I wanted to do. Well, almost nothing. I did a bunch of stuff that wasn’t planned, though, like getting a REALLY COOL new bike, so I’m trying not to dwell on the negative.
For the record, though, this sucks.
In other news, I was babysitting until 2 am last night. The poor kid didn’t want to go to bed and made me feel like a horrible person by weeping piteously and saying, “I’m sorry!” like he thought I was making him go to bed because he was bad. So I ended up calling in some backup (Mom) who helped me out, and eventually he fell asleep. Then I got out my laptop and typed veeeeery quietly so as not to wake him up, but at the same time I got a lot done because there was no one around to bother me. (“Can you get this?” “When are you gonna be done?” “Phone’s ringing!” Me: “Great Gatsby, don’t any of you have hands/brains?”)
My original goal was to finish Draft One of the novel by the end of summer. Uh, I’m maybe a third of the way there (you never know till the end), and it’s turning out to be longer and more complicated than any of my previous projects. To be honest, I don’t even know how it’s going to end. I sort of know how we’re going to get there. The really great thing about this is that while it sort of breaks a writing rule and causes a lot of confusion and revision, it keeps me interested. The last two ideas-for-novels I had ended up dying because I pretty much had all the scenes mapped out in a little storyboard in my head. Booooring. I’ve been working on this since midwinter and my attention hasn’t wavered: testament to the excitement of not knowing.
I do want to finish it fairly soon, though. I think it would be advantageous to me to finish a novel and work on getting in published before I’m out of high school/get a job (whichever may come first). Right now I have free room and board and time to kill if I could just keep from getting distracted by the internet and books to read, or having my train of thought broken by interrupting family members (ahem). They’re learning though.
Anyway. That’s all for today I guess. All this talk of writing has made me want to write, and as WD says, “every word on your blog is a word not in your book”.
Yours till the sticky notes,