Current mood:	calm
Current music:	Head music: "There's a hole in my bucket, dear Liza, dear Liza, there's a..."
Entry tags:	aefb, bsg

Nothing But the Rain
Determined to try to post more often. DETERMINED.

One: I banged out a semi-satisfactory (would have been better if I hadn't been watching The Simpsons at the same time...writing after TV is okay, especially after things that make me all fuzzy like Emma and The Fall and Penelope and some other things that shall remain nameless, but writing during TV is miss more than hit, unless the TV is just insignificant enough to provide background noise while writing) 2100 words last night, in some randomness related to AEFB. Sat writing notes by hand later in one of many blank books I have lying around. (I love blank books so much. Why do I never use them?)

Two: Read a post (this one) about what kinds of things are going on in a writer's life when they write books. Thought about AEFB and when I started it and what kinds of things went on in my life while writing it. (Two things: stress and changes. An interesting notion.) Noting that I started AEFB on March 30 of last year, I browed through my archives to see what I'd been doing and thinking about then, wondering if I'd see any sparks of it. About ten days (give or take, and I'm too lazy now to go and look it up) beforehand, Phantom started exhibiting the disease or whatever he had that led to his death. This has nothing whatsoever to do with AEFB. (Interestingly, AEFB and the Charal story--a story I so far love too much to try to tear it apart and fix it; also, I have lost interest in it and inspiration for it--were started right at the same time--the Charal story on March 31 of 2003, shortly after I started blogging. My very first novel was started in late February of 2000. The second (and by a very great amount the worst) novel was started in late August of 2001--possibly why it was so bad--and POH was started in mid-October of 2005, but I figure that doesn't count because it was in the midst of a nasty writing dry spell. I can't figure out when the novel-to-be-that-tanked in 2005 was begun, but the Still novels were both begun in late spring.

Apparently, early spring and late winter is the time not only to read Sherlock Holmes, but for me to start a novel.

Three: My brother tempts me with things to buy. It was he who called to my attention that I could get a free iPod Touch with a slightly cheaper new white MacBook (ironically, I discovered the white computer on the very same day) (also, I am certain that I will never have an iPhone because I don't trust any one thing with so many tasks, but the iPod Touch is just cool enough--and owned by enough members of my family--that I just want one even though I know I don't need one and might rarely use it for anything more than music. I figure, it's okay to want, but acting on the want, not so much). Last week he was boasting about the iTunes $30 gift cards he got at Best Buy on sale for $25--meaning a free $5 of stuff at the store. I thought it a good idea and envied him aloud; he responded by yesterday tempting me with a text mentioning $50 iTunes cards on sale for $40 at OfficeMax or someplace. Clearly, I should stop corresponding with my brother before something awful happens.

Four: Good things today: small and pleasantly-behaved class, bagels at the grocery store, a bigger paycheck than I've gotten in like a month, buying the perfect amount of groceries, and the nice cool breezes coming in through my windows.

Five: Not so good thing: an extremely frustrating afternoon involving hunting down insurance policies without my dad to help me, and he getting frustrated with me for asking for his help when he is five hundred miles away. (I eventually gave up. Rargh.)

Six: Music of the day: Flogging Molly. I only have Swagger, but it has served me well these many years, for I love almost every single song on it (the slower ones I usually skip over unless I'm in a particular mood for them). Though I did pause for a brief listen to My Chemical Romance's "Teenagers" (their song "Blood" became my personal theme song for Fallout 3, which my siblings very much enjoyed playing), and now have the children's/folk (?) song "There's a Hole in My Bucket" stuck in my head.

...I wish I had a legitimate reason to use a BSG quote for my subject title (for instance, rain), but mostly, I just think it's cool, and it was in the finale.

And now for cold water (bleh I am so hot and the computer on my lap helps not at all), making tea, and working on AEFB notes at my desk, and then reading while drinking said tea, and sleep. Tomorrow and Thursday look to be busy days too, but I shall press on cheerfully.