today’s writing
Open up BlogAmp to transfer in new songs. Play new songs. Get distracted by new songs.
Set MinTimer for thirty minutes.
Open Word doc.
Immediately check MinTimer again. Twenty-nine minutes left.
Google lyrics for STP’s Plush for no important reason other than I’m very into that song today. That’s what happens when it’s the song playing when your alarm goes off.
Talk with the husband about how much he didn’t like National Treasure. Tell him this was immediately apparent when he fell asleep a half an hour into the movie. Do not tell him I fell asleep immediately after he did, as this ruins my, I’m staying up all night to write & I can so write and watch a movie at the same time, proclamation.
MinTimer down to twenty-six minutes.
Open Word Doc.
Remember Yahoo messenger still isn’t working and that there could, at this moment, be several important messages I’d need to know about immediately.
No important messages. MinTimer = Twenty minutes. (damned blogs - why are you people so entertaining? Stop it.)
Wonder if Larissa’s left yet. Worry about her. Check hurricane’s path. Say quick prayer for her, PBW, Holly & anyone else I know in path. Stupid hurricane.
Re-open Word with Sharon’s words of wisdom ringing in ears: Blow it off if you want to. It’s only your career.
Immediately remember Sharon’s gone fishing for the weekend and check email again since she’s not writing now either.
Listen to Boston’s, Let Me Take You Home Tonight, and realize it’s been completely ruined by my mother who thinks the song is called Let Me Take You Home To Die.
MinTimer = sixteen minutes
Wonder if this is why Holly put me under Wanderer. Maybe I should be put under ADD category. (Thinks this is very funny and would comment on Holly’s blog except that everytime I try and login to Holly’s blog, I get an error message. Get paranoid.) Have song lyrics for The Wanderer playing inside head while Take Me Home To Die still plays on blogamp.
Lynn installed blogamp on her blog. Wonder what she’s listening to now? (Cinderalla in Rags by Final Frontier, in case you were wondering)
Open Word again. Get distracted by files I’ve started for new website design Bekke’s doing for me.
Need cookie. Get two, just in case sugar deficiency crops up in next few minutes.
(this is not going well)
Back at Word. Must. Finish. Blaze.
MinTimer = zero minutes left
Restart MinTimer and try again.:oops:
Steph T.
















































July 9th, 2005 at 4:41 pm
Are we sisters? Sounds a lot what I go through when I try to write. Some things may alter slightly, but it’s pretty much the same.
Too funny!
July 9th, 2005 at 5:18 pm
Typical day, right?
July 9th, 2005 at 5:25 pm
And with some alterations, that writing process is typical for me, too.
July 9th, 2005 at 6:29 pm
LOL! I know that feeling. This is why sometimes I have to go and disconnect myself from the Internet by using the laptop. :)
July 9th, 2005 at 8:58 pm
Here you are wasting time and I cut 20 pages!

Blaze, what blaze? I don’t know nothing ’bout no stinkin’ blaze
*backs away slowly with a voodoo doll tucked behind her back*
July 9th, 2005 at 11:49 pm
Ah, a fellow ADD sufferer. I know the symptoms all too well …:razz:
July 10th, 2005 at 1:32 am
Let’s start a support group! And then when we run out of things to do besides write, we can holler to the support group for help. And put off writing some more.
July 10th, 2005 at 2:29 am
ADD must be a prequesite to being a writer! I know it well!
July 10th, 2005 at 11:17 am
LOL. This sounds so much like my comedy, er, writing routine.
July 10th, 2005 at 3:56 pm
Wow, there are a bunch of us!
July 10th, 2005 at 9:22 pm
July 10th, 2005 at 11:27 pm
Sounds eerily familiar. I’ve played with my website, blogged, sent my new cover art to the publisher, played with the website a little more. Maybe I should continue tweaking it…
July 11th, 2005 at 12:11 pm
Steph this sounds like me too.:thumbsup:
July 11th, 2005 at 8:24 pm
I think it helps to pay attention to the timer.
July 12th, 2005 at 8:51 am
I think a support group is in order.:thumbsup:
I’ll bring the cookies.