Slow start for me today as I didn’t get much sleep. Ended up going to bed at 11pm like the good little writer that I am, but then couldn’t sleep. So I read a chapter in Diana Gabaldon’s Voyager, seeing as the show caught up with my re-reading progress from… two years ago? Anyway, reminded me again why I love reading her books (because they are amazing) and why I stopped reading them at the time: because they screw with my writing voice. Not many books do, but I’ve had the same issue with Gale Carriger’s books. Brilliantly written, but maybe because the voices of the books are so different, something in me kind of starts imitating that. You know, you and I, we wouldn’t know each other if I didn’t spend the last 20 years of my life inhaling English language everything, and imitation creates perfection (or at least moderately entertaining genre fiction). Anyway, still couldn’t sleep so I got up at midnight and did an hour of going up and down my living room and kitchen, loud music blasting in my ears, in the dark, this time avoiding kicking either of my cats. It happens. At 1am or so I finally went to bed, and now I’m bleary eyed and only half awake.
Doing some extra plotting was good. Weekend writing went well (4k in 2 days) but not exceptionally well. I was having a bit of a stop-and-go with the conversations, had a change of heart about some details that I’d only recently thought of, so it was more noodling through the words than blasting through the chapters. It happens. Plus weekend, and I cherish the time I spend with my guy (until I go off in his face that I can’t stand his clingy omnipresence anymore, but hopping into the car and driving to the gym helps). He’s about 1/5 done reading the book and keeps telling me what he always tells me: “So far I like it!” Of course I love that he likes it (he insists he really digs my books and doesn’t read them as an obligation), but I think it’s obvious how feedback like that, across 7.2 books, can drive a writer insane.
I also spent 4 hours (I think) playing Skyrim, and then ended up so sick to my stomach that I had to spend an hour in bed. Yes, I get motion sickness from playing video games! And the IMAX 3D logo thingie. Thankfully no issues with the movies, but I needed about 2 weeks to get used to my mac when I got it. Damn you, retina display! Crappy low-resolution displays, like the one I have in my office to plug into my laptop, are so much more easy on the eye. And the stomach. So all that taken together meant I only wrote for two hours, and it draaaagged. But I will finish that scene today, and then… then the fun part begins! Well, the next fun part. This book was already a lot of fun to write in places. This is where you, as the reader, should start getting concerned.