It's still raining but my optimism has returned. 24 hours was all it took. Thanks for the love! I did manage to work on my beat sheet - thanks Roz! I'm about a quarter of the way through the novel doing each scene and I can already sense the good of it - I haven't gotten to the wallowing around flabby bit though - but I think I should be able to wrest my sweet sane story out of the mire of details and flounderings.
Last night when I finally got home - well for the second time because I went and got my step-dot from the grade nine dance - which sucked because it played music that teenagers like - argghhh - sorry for the long digression but ...so last night when I got home I opened a book that had come in the mail. No, not Elizabeth S-C's yet, another book. It came at JUST the right time. I forgot I'd ordered it and in it sailed. I stayed up relatively late diving into it. It is The Modern Library Writer's Workshop - a phenomenally stupid name for a gorgeous and helpful book by Stephen Koch. I went right to the revision part and read and read and now I've started at the beginning. It reminds me in some ways of Stephen King's wonderful book On Writing. I know I will keep it close and dip in and in.
I will take it with me today - I have another day at a hospital with a friend (what is going on!!) but I am glad because, as I said before, there is nothing to do - it is like being in jail and being forced to write which I adore the idea of - only you're getting brownie points for being a good pal too. Perfect.
One of the friends of the couple we're visiting tonight is a published writer so she really feeds that desire of mine for more more more conversations about writing and living the writing life. So in every way this will be a writerly life with some romance thrown in! And the kids can eat pizza! Yay.
See you tomorrow for the Friday Challenge...