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Vegging out
May. 31st, 2006 06:28 pmWorking twelve-hour days can be fun, almost, when you know they're finite.
Not wishing to tempt fate, but at the moment, seven a.m. to seven p.m. will pretty much find me at my desk. Keep this up, I might even get the book in within my editor's window of tolerance. This doesn't guarantee publication on schedule, of course, she might not like it in its first iteration - she didn't like vol one at all, and I'm not sure that I like this one - but it's a good first step. If I can get it there.
Someone out there likes vol one, mind; I had my first legitimate fanmail for Bridge of Dreams today, praise from a stranger. Bizarrely, I do still have an ego, even after so many years of abuse (yes, and self-abuse). I like fanmail, even better than reviews, when they've actually paid to read it.
Trouble with fans, though, they are so demanding; she was already asking about vol two. On, on. One more page at least tonight, before I'm allowed to stop. I'm just at that pleasant stage, actually: the first glass of wine to hand, nibbles too, and the back of my mind mulling over what's for dinner. Sometimes I can think about this all day, but Wednesdays, there's no point; Wednesdays I can't plan, because this is the day I pick up my organic veg, and I never know what's going to be in the bag. Today I have spring greens, Swiss chard, garlic and cherry tomatoes, along with the regular trinity of potatoes, carrots and onions. I'm thinking maybe a nest of spaghetti-and-greens, with a perfect poached egg in the middle. And a chilli. Chilli and greens is too good...
Not wishing to tempt fate, but at the moment, seven a.m. to seven p.m. will pretty much find me at my desk. Keep this up, I might even get the book in within my editor's window of tolerance. This doesn't guarantee publication on schedule, of course, she might not like it in its first iteration - she didn't like vol one at all, and I'm not sure that I like this one - but it's a good first step. If I can get it there.
Someone out there likes vol one, mind; I had my first legitimate fanmail for Bridge of Dreams today, praise from a stranger. Bizarrely, I do still have an ego, even after so many years of abuse (yes, and self-abuse). I like fanmail, even better than reviews, when they've actually paid to read it.
Trouble with fans, though, they are so demanding; she was already asking about vol two. On, on. One more page at least tonight, before I'm allowed to stop. I'm just at that pleasant stage, actually: the first glass of wine to hand, nibbles too, and the back of my mind mulling over what's for dinner. Sometimes I can think about this all day, but Wednesdays, there's no point; Wednesdays I can't plan, because this is the day I pick up my organic veg, and I never know what's going to be in the bag. Today I have spring greens, Swiss chard, garlic and cherry tomatoes, along with the regular trinity of potatoes, carrots and onions. I'm thinking maybe a nest of spaghetti-and-greens, with a perfect poached egg in the middle. And a chilli. Chilli and greens is too good...