Wednesday, June 29, 2005

Allowing myself a morning post...

because after blogging yesterday that I thought I wouldn't get much done, I managed to get through three more chapters . Partly that's because I just knuckled under - even closing my email programme, so I wasn't tempted to check it every five mins . Also, this part of the ms is much cleaner. For some weird reason, the further on I get in an ms, the better my writing gets.

I've never figured it out. And, don't get me wrong, there's still lots of editing needed in the later chapters, but overall I seem to get into a rhythm and stuff just pours out of me, really good stuff! Won't complain

The other reason things went well, is cause I worked at my best time of day - mid afternoon. I've always worked best then - hell, I even do my best work-outs between noon and six!

Re: my basement office. One of the real selling points of this house was the walk-out basement. I claimed it right away for my own (though regretted it the first winter when the temp hit -40 and the NW wind whistled straight at my window). Over the years we've made it pretty cozy down here for me. Only problem is my books get exposed to lots of humidity during the summer. So far the dehumidifier has kept things from getting out of hand, but we do check random books from time to time to make sure they're not being hurt. Not that there's anywhere else in the house to put them all

So today, I'm going to try to get through those final chapters. But first I'm going to play with my flickr account and post some photos to this blog.


Currently Reading: The Queen's Man by Terri Brisbin
Link of the Day: Eighteenth Century Studies
Currently listening to: The morning show on my local CBC station

1 comment:

Melissa Marsh said...

Good for you on your progress! I need to set myself some boundaries, as well. Summer is always such a busy time - which is no excuse, I know!
The only thing I don't like about my basement office is that it has a very tiny basement window two feet above my head that I can't even use. And I don't have a door, either, to lock the kiddies out (and sometimes the husband!).