Distractions, Distractions

68 fiction words, 433 total words, 0 hours on publication

Even though we had Monday away from work and school, I’m still looking toward the weekend and wondering how quickly it can arrive. I’m not certain why. There’s nothing particularly interesting going on once it gets here.

Yesterday was Tuesday, which means I met with my writing group. I’m very far removed from actually writing at writing group, even though I did pull the computer out of its case. Everyone was working when I was eating, and then I think I distracted them. Maybe, like in a cartoon, there’s a giant “distraction” cloud above my head, raining it wherever I go. It just took them a bit to get saturated.

I wrote 68 fiction words (433 total words), but the only publishing thing I did was order a proof copy. I think it should arrive early next week, but there is a painful lack of communication between CreateSpace and my door. I mean, it shipped. I know that much.

I’m going to try to get some writing done this morning amidst the madness of getting ready for the day. It can’t be worse than trying to write during Mary sniping at Edith, or while watching Bates try to avoid trouble with his cellmate.

Purry kitty is happy kitty

657 fiction words, 909 total words, .5 hours towards publishing

(Coming up with titles every day is hard! So sometimes I steal things my kids say and plop them in as blog titles. You don’t mind, do you? Thought not.)

It has been our mission over the last week or so to brush the cats every chance we get. This is because one of them has developed some impressive mats. It’s not his fault, especially. He’s got long hair and it’s matting in all four armpits of his. (Leg-pits? Under-legs? I don’t know, but you get the idea.) Naturally, it doesn’t feel good for us to brush at them a lot (cats have sensitive skin, especially on their stomachs, so I am learning), so we’re trying a comb, and I’m going to get a mat brush from Amazon (because the local pet store was absolutely useless in this regard). We don’t want to resort to a groomer ($$$, and he’ll hate it).

Yesterday was Memorial Day, and except for the really loud booms setting off near our house, it was quiet. I almost got a haircut, I almost cut my own hair, and I actually did watch quite a bit of Downton Abbey. This will be my 3rd watch-through (although I’ve only seen Season 7 once – not sure how I missed it the first time).

I got words written, too. While not the 2,000-3,000 I’d prefer to write, it was a respectable 657 fiction words (909 total words). I only spent .5 hours towards publishing, correcting a cover that got flagged at CreateSpace. Apparently, there aren’t enough pages for spine info. For that, I would like to blow a large raspberry at them. I fixed it, though, and my back cover spelling errors.

Um…yeah, that’s about it! I’m on a roll this morning, too, even though I didn’t get out of bed for my 5 a.m. alarms. At least I woke with them. Then I fell back asleep and had one of my obligatory “going back to work” work dreams. It was quite odd, with an interrogation by my boss about how the morning went (several things had gone wrong). Then another alarm went off, and that was the end of that. Thankfully.

Writing words and publishing books

That’s how yesterday went. I wrote 113 fiction words, 297 total words, and spent about 2 hours toward publishing.

Of course, none of it went particularly well.

I completely forgot about some 100 words I apparently wrote in the morning. And I sent something off so I could get a print proof ordered, and then discovered I hadn’t done some basic checks, and now I need to start the entire process over today. Stupid rushing mistakes. I’m learning, though. Hopefully.

With today being Memorial Day, and having the day off of work, I’ve nearly forgotten it’s time for a weekly review. The month is coming to a close as well, and a monthly review is around the corner as well.

So, here we go.

Statblock - Week 22

As you can see, it wasn’t a great week for writing, but to be honest, it was fine otherwise, I think. Maybe a bit less than spectacular, but still very nice. There’s not much else to say about it. I’ll chug forward and find my momentum when it’s time.

May fiction total: 5,214
April fiction total: 
15,814
March fiction total:
 12,576
February fiction total: 9,217
January fiction total: 18,615
2017 fiction total: 61,436

This next week has already started on a relaxing note. I’ll do my best to be worthy of it.

 

A field of grass with hundreds of small flags planted.
Memorial Day

Another day without pub work

174 fiction words, 271 total words, 0 hours on publication

Okay, so I spent another day without publication work mainly because I didn’t have the right computer at hand. The other reason is that it doesn’t feel quite right yet, and so I thought a little space would be helpful. We’re going with that.

I wrote a bit: 174 fiction words (271 total words). Not a ton, but progress. (I seem to say that a lot.) Yesterday was laundry, relaxing, writing, reading. Photos of cute flowers. Some Minecraft.

I also watched The Dressmaker yesterday, which was amazing. I really enjoyed it, the storytelling was splendid, and Kate Winslett did a splendid job. I watched it for free with Amazon Prime, so if you have that you could do the same. Otherwise, it would be worth the rental, and it’s one I’ll probably purchase once it’s no longer available on Prime.

Y’okie, can you tell I’m distracted? It’s a perfect time to get some publishing done. Maybe I can get the A Brief History proof copy ordered. Small steps, Ellie.

Quick, because this is not the time for blogging

28 fiction words, 314 total words, 0 hours on publication

Yesterday I relaxed more than I should have, but I still managed 28 fiction words, 314 total words, and 0 hours on publication. It was Friday, with a medical appointment I needed to courier family to, a school event for Junior Youth (fun was had), and then I got tired faster than I expected. That’s probably because I was too busy digging a hole (in Minecraft).

Anyway, today is for writing, not blogging. I’m off to do the things.