This and That and the Other Thing

The weekends always turn out to be slow when it comes to writing.  I did write a little but not as much as I had hoped. 

I went to my moms at about 3:30 yesterday.  made supper for her and us: homemade fries and sloppy Joes.  I made some buns for her as well while I was back there.  we played about 9 games of dominoes.  I really suck at that game, out of the 9 games I won 3.  Mom was determined to stay up until my sister got home, but at about 1:30 we caved and went to bed.  She got home at around 3:30 and instead of staying the rest of the night I went home and slept until 11:30am day.
Son #2 was extremely crabby today, and I wanted to take him outside but there was a huge dog hanging around and I was too nervous.  I think it is my neighbors dog, really hope the dog don't ruin my whole summer.  Hope he keeps it in the house or on a leash at least.  So I ended up putting Son#2 in the van and going for a ride instead...a couple of hours out of the house seemed to do the trick for him.

I finished Stephen King's Cujo today, so this evening we watched the movie.  It was good, but like always the book was so much better. 

My dog is at my feet sleeping and growling at the same time over sounds she hears downstairs...hopefully she figures out soon that it's just DH talking on the phone.  I think she thinks she's scary.  It kinda cracks me up when the doorbell rings and she starts barking like a wild woman, and when I open the door the person always looks a little timid until they see the runt.  She has a big bark, makes her sound so much bigger.

Well maybe I will get a few words in tonight.

~R

I'm in a writing frenzy and my house hates me

I cannot help but share this story with you all. 

So I started writing 30 minutes earlier than usual this morning.  I was writing up a frenzy up until noon in which time I ate my dinner and chatted with my DH for 30 minutes.  After he left at 12:30 I rushed back upstairs before he was even out the driveway, I do believe.  My fingers were itching.  So the words were just spilling like crazy, and it seemed like I'd been writing for a long time and I glance down at the clock on my screen and start to freak 1:59?  Oh no, I need to quickly save my progress, get my phone and my cup, turn off my light, fish the dog out from under the desk, and lock up my office(I do this to keep the cats off my desk, and my son from ripping up all my papers).  I rush down stairs to prepare my son a snack, set it on the sideboard where he knows to go get it (can't leave it on the table since my little dog samples it while I'm gone to the bus).  I put on my boots and coat, and then stand looking out the window over the hill, waiting until I see the bus.  It gets here at 2:09 like clockwork everyday! 

I wait. 

Hm, this seems to be taking longer then usual.  Where is the bus?

2:10

They must be doing a bus drill today, I think.

2:11

It's getting hot in this coat.

1:12

what???  how did that happen?  1:12?  I am going totally insane! 

I rush to the sideboard and seal up his snack.  Fling off my coat. Kick off my boots, and rush upstairs for 45 more minutes of writing.

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I am loving this writing frenzy, but I really have to force myself to do housework.  I find myself cutting corners, or being satisfied with just the basics.  Friday, the kids will be home...I'll give it a good cleaning then, I guess.

~R

To research, or not to research

I'm trying to write without researching, honest I really am, but wow this is hard. I'm on a scene in my novel where one of my characters, an Egyptian woman, is in a poor community in Cairo, at a faith healer's hut.  I want to stop and look up info, and it's killing me not to.  I know zilch about any of this, so I'm trying to trudge along and fake it...and then worry about the facts later.  It is tough.

It's snowing like crazy outside.  My crazy dog was taking high steps in the snow but she managed to do her business and rush back in.  She is NOT a snow dog, that is for sure. 

On a happier note, I'm writing a lot more nowadays, and though I complained earlier about not researching I'm wondering if this has anything to do with the fact that over the last couple days I've actually made my daily word goal.  I'm trying to be more disciplined, TRYING to stick to a goal.  I'm hoping that by the end of the school year I will have the rough draft of this novel completed.

 I happened upon this today...plagiarism is never pretty.

It's passed my bedtime, which is probably why this is so jumbled.

~R