Tuesday – a writing where I…
I think I actually wrote today. Not a lot. Not going to offer word counts, even though Microsoft Office for Mac actually gives me a running total at the bottom of the screen as I write. Nope, not gonna share, but I did write. It was nice. After I went to campus to meet with one of my professors and see if a couple of other professors were available to talk to (they were not) I absolutely wrote – which felt… amazingly… good.
Actually, I opened a lot of windows on the macbook and was impressed with how well it handled everything and then let me bring different things to the front. I was a mac convert… well, more a fan… years ago, but having one and using it has made all the difference in the world. One thing that I see happening, a lot, is when I get back on a PC I find myself defaulting to mac finger positions rather than to the PC ones I’ve used most of my life. (I like keyboard shortcuts and learning the mac ones has been enjoyable and entertaining… even if some are cross platform… sort of.)
Anyway, got to sit down and look at some things that had to be changed, opened up my master character list for Alicia Grey and the ideas list, basically plot points that need to be added in to the overall framework of the story as I work through it, and just sort of played around. Sure, it took a couple of hours to get in to the mode, and I really need to clean off my desktop and work in there rather than the front room; but the outcome was refreshing and makes me think that, somewhere, somehow, I might actually make it in fiction.
What I’d intended to do, though, was to work on the Cassandra West story I am doing for class. I decided, after talking to the professor, that I needed to go back to an earlier draft of the story I am writing and make it a hybrid of the current draft before moving on. There were, according to him, too many currently familiar objects in there that it pulls the reader out of the story. The problem that you encounter, though, is not whether or not there are familiar objects, because familiar objects are conceits of writing; but rather, how you deal with those objects and move forward.
Outside of printing off the pages, I didn’t work on that story at all. Kind of sad.
I did read up, some, for a quiz I am taking tomorrow on rhetoric for my professional communications class I am taking. Downloaded a PowerPoint presentation and went through it, then started reading the chapters. Didn’t get very far in the chapters. Hope to make time tomorrow morning to review, quickly, the material so I am semi-prepared for the quiz – though, at the same time, I did get my project for the class approved by the professor and get to move, full steam ahead, forward on it.
Beyond that, Erin wasn’t feeling to well today. She went to the doctor. Being married changes how doctors treat you. Well, how doctors treat girls. The first thing he did, for, like an hour, before he’d even treat the problem was to determine whether or not Erin was pregnant. That was fun. I expected a 20 minute appointment and a phone call, she was there for nearly an hour and a half. Was tested three times. And then diagnosed with what might be the problem. After touching her head, the doctor doesn't believe it is neurological - in case you were worried. I got her phone call as I was driving to my appointment with my professor.
As for today, that is it.
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