Late afternoon was spent wandering the cobblestone streets downtown with a certain someone, sucking on fresh-fruit smoothies, trying on Gucci knock-off sunglasses and floppy hats, holding hands through the crosswalk, avoiding the sunny side of the street for the shade. “What are you going to write tomorrow?” he asked me, and I said I didn’t … Continue reading »
Monthly Archives: June 2006
My Summer Vacation
I’m taking my summer vacation starting this Saturday through July 11. Guess where I’m going? Broadway—about a 15-minute walk away. Or maybe a nearby cafe to get a change of scenery, maybe that Starbucks on Christopher where I wrote the freelance books, maybe there. Yeah, I’m taking my precious vacations days this summer to not … Continue reading »
4 Minutes
I get interrupted a lot at work—today I decided to time it and it’s not half as bad as I thought. On average, I get bothered every four minutes. Put my head down, read a page for a while then always in the middle of a paragraph, a sentence, a thought someone appears at my … Continue reading »
Strange Sense of Mourning
It’s odd. I feel like I’ve lost something and I’m only now letting myself get sad about it. Not that I’ve lost the novel by saying I am almost prepared to declare it finished—more that I’ve lost this fantasy in my head of what Life as a Writer would be. It’s not what I expected. … Continue reading »
And I Lean…
I'm leaning toward no. As in, no major revision. I want to do a few character tweaks, following some recent feedback I got from a friend in the film industry, to make sure my intentions are clear. I don't think it will be too much work, and I think the manuscript will be better. But … Continue reading »
The Mood Swings of Possible Revision
I like it just the way it is. Look—I'm not even wanting to line edit. That's a sign. Oh, but what if [this] happened instead? The story would be totally different if I did that. How much fun that would be! Like a whole new novel! I'm actually getting excited! Hmmmm. But everything else would … Continue reading »
While Entering the Building…
Scene: Lobby of building where I write on weekends. I enter the elevator and one of the security guards gets on with me. Security guard: You've been coming here for years. What, are you writing a book or something? Me: Yes. Security guard: What's it called? Me: What? Security guard: Your book. Me (blatantly lying): … Continue reading »
First Things First
Step 1: Open the file. Step 1: Open the file. Step 1: Open the file. I am still on Step 1. Continue reading »
While Buying a Lotto Ticket This Morning…
Scene: Newsstand, Greenwich Village—still damp from rain Me: Could I have a quick pick Lotto, please? Newsstand guy: Just one? I nod. Newsstand guy hands me the ticket. Newsstand guy: I hope you win and you come back and take care of me. Me: … Newsstand guy: I hope you win and you send me … Continue reading »
Scared of My Own Words
I'm scared, I'll admit it. I came to a decision this week—not the one that some people here advised, not yet. My decision is sort of a half-decision: I am going to reread my novel. That's it. It sounds like a little, tiny thing, I know, but it's a move in a direction I've been … Continue reading »
