Writing Wrongs

January 19, 2005

I have lost all ability to use an alarm clock. Thanks to a fairly accurate internal clock, a two-year-old, and the dogs, I havenít actually woken up late for work. Yet.

I even went out and bought a new alarm clock because I thought the old one was broken. Nope. Operator error. Itís too embarrassing to go into here.

Then this morning, when the alarm didnít wake me for exercise, I felt vindicated. The clock was broken and it wasnít just me.

Uh, nope. I set the alarm for p.m., not a.m. I never do that. The whole situation is . . . alarming.

Iím sure this all means something, but what, I havenít a clue. It does remind me of how I swore up and down that once I left the Army, Iíd never do anything as ridiculous as wake up and exercise at four thirty in the morning.

These days, if I want to get exercise in, thatís when I end up doing it. Now how the heck did that happen?

Writing Progress: Good, good, good! I wrote a scene from the middle section of the book and while the results were 50/50, it did offer up the missing ingredient for scenes two, three, and four. Iíd gotten so wound up in the structure for Act I, Iíd sucked all the fun out of the process, so my mantra for this first draft is: drama and fun. I can fix the rest later.

Charity Tahmaseb wrote at 11:56 a.m.