I'm behind in my word count, but I have the weekend to make up for it. I only finished half my word count for Thursday, and now I'm too tired to write. ARGH!!
It really helps me to think about what I'm going to write about before I sit down. I haven't been doing that, so I got stuck and came up with a blank.
Thank god for weekends, and Monday is a holiday at work as well.
Friday, November 07, 2003
I've been having strange dreams every night. Maybe it's because of the lunar eclipse that's happening this weekend, Stargazers Await Weekend Lunar Eclipse, or because of the Harmonic Concordance or because of all those darned sun flares.
If you're so inclined, this is the weekend that's supposed to very good for wishing and or meditating for what you want out of life and for the world.
I'm going to wish for good things to happen for everyone and for peace for our troubled world. And for myself, I'm wishing what I've wished for since I was young child; to fulfill whatever purpose God has planned for my life, to do what I born to do.
There must be some divine reason out there, why my life turned out the way it did.
If you're so inclined, this is the weekend that's supposed to very good for wishing and or meditating for what you want out of life and for the world.
I'm going to wish for good things to happen for everyone and for peace for our troubled world. And for myself, I'm wishing what I've wished for since I was young child; to fulfill whatever purpose God has planned for my life, to do what I born to do.
There must be some divine reason out there, why my life turned out the way it did.
Thursday, November 06, 2003
It's a rainy night in San Francisco, and I went to First Thursdays with a friend of mine. Here's the SFGate's review of First Thursdays, Art's not the only thing on display 'First Thursdays' draw scores of people for galleries, free wine . . . and each other.
Drank way too much bad white wine, and now I have the munchies. All that art, and still I didn't see anything I'd by dying to have if I had the cash to buy it. Sad!
Drank way too much bad white wine, and now I have the munchies. All that art, and still I didn't see anything I'd by dying to have if I had the cash to buy it. Sad!
Nanowrimo progress. I'm still a day behind, but I've caught up now for Day 5 count at 8,381 words. I'm now on Chapter 3, and hopefully tonight I'll finish the chapter.
I'm trying to decide if I want to post my novel somewhere, so people can read it if they want. But I don't know. It's a first draft, and a production oriented first draft at that, which means I don't have time to edit or go back.
I'm thinking, there's enough bad writing on my blog page and one the web. Do people really want to read more bad prose?
Plus, then there's the pain of uploading the darn thing every day. Issues of copyright. Not to mention the endless bad punctuation, bad spelling, bad dialogue, bad everything that makes up a first draft of a novel.
On the Nanowrimo site, people are posting excerpts of their novel. Some people are even posting their whole novel on the Net. I like the idea of it for sure. Seeing a novel unfold is fun, akin to reading a blog journal I suppose. But I don't know.
I'm trying to decide if I want to post my novel somewhere, so people can read it if they want. But I don't know. It's a first draft, and a production oriented first draft at that, which means I don't have time to edit or go back.
I'm thinking, there's enough bad writing on my blog page and one the web. Do people really want to read more bad prose?
Plus, then there's the pain of uploading the darn thing every day. Issues of copyright. Not to mention the endless bad punctuation, bad spelling, bad dialogue, bad everything that makes up a first draft of a novel.
On the Nanowrimo site, people are posting excerpts of their novel. Some people are even posting their whole novel on the Net. I like the idea of it for sure. Seeing a novel unfold is fun, akin to reading a blog journal I suppose. But I don't know.
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