Derry, Northern Ireland

Derry, Northern Ireland
A book I'm working on is set in this town.

Sunday, May 9, 2010

Rinse off, repeat

Fed los gatos, again, and played with them a bit then did laundry and called mom for mother's day and have the rest of the day to myself...and brain is blank. The vagueness building within my skull began last night, after I finished proofing RIHC6v2 and sent it back to Nazca Plains...and I couldn't figure out what to do next. Work on POS? Research for it? Watch a movie? Go for a walk? Anything? Each thought that passed before my consciousness just kept on going by like an express train.

I wonder if it's time to just print up the 200+ pages (oops, make the 312!!!) I have written for POS and use my tactile senses to move forward? It's easy to get lost in the nothingness of programs and images while working on a computer. I don't think it's as easy to jump back and forth in the story to make notes when I have an idea, not like when I have everything held in a notebook. It's also easier to keep track of (and correct) repetitions or separate uses of the same idea in different time frames. If I stick to composing on just my desktop or laptop, I usually wind up lost in the story and that may have helped make the first half of RIHC6v2 so complex (which I think works because Antony was confused as to all the crap that was happening, but once he zeroed in on a course of action, the narrative became simple and direct).

And maybe I just need to take the damned day off. I swear in the last few years I've become a write-aholic. If I'm not in front of a monitor relaying a story in my head, I have no idea what to do with myself. This trip to LA will be good for me. I'll be busy seeing friends left and right when not working (I'm so tightly scheduled, I'm only planning on a couple hours with each) so won't have time to write except on the plane there and back...and for that I may take books I still need to read.

Yeah -- I'm taking the day off. And tomorrow. I got movies to watch. And I fly out on Tuesday.

Oh, I can't wait.

To keep my brain in gear --
None of these buildings still stand, just the "Free Derry" wall.

And just for the hell of it --
Merde, je voudrais faire un voyage a Paris! *sigh*


Penman said...

Oh my god. A man in a suit. Hot at the collar with a few to many drinks and one to savor. I could almost pull up a chair.

JamTheCat said...

I would if I could but I can't so I won't. Dammit.