Saturday, February 24, 2007
... which hit 100 pages today. I spent seven straight hours working on it, editing what was already there and writing 22 new pages. I'm tired of typing, but I just wanted to celebrate my victory here. Have a great night, everyone. Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, February 23, 2007
Novel writing
I've been continuing work on my novel--right now its about 90 pages. It's all stuff that needs to be heavily edited--when I write I sometimes get "word vomit," and what I say makes no sense. Then, I have to go back and edit things in a way that people can understand them. I told my dad about the novel-writing last night and he was impressed by my progress. The only thing that's held me back so far is that I was writing it in the present tense, then decided that past tense was better--so I'm... Sign in to see full entry.
Thursday, February 22, 2007
My life in the past few days...
My dad came to visit tonight. I met him in the city and we went to a French restaurant on 16th stree that I really like going to. I'm tired of it being the winter--I'm tired of the cold. The other day I bought this really cute shirt for the summer that I'm dying to wear--but probably won't get to until May-ish. I talked to my therapist today and all she wanted to talk about was M... I'm so sick and tired of people wanting to talk about how I feel about the situation. I don't feel anything, stop... Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
Its very rare that I ever remember my dreams...
So last night's dream was unusual. In college, all seniors were guaranteed single rooms; the room I lived in was on the first-floor senior annex of an underclass dorm. It was enormous--at any other college, it would have held two people. Plus, it had high ceilings and wooden floors. Because I had so much space I had more furniture than most people do in a dorm room--a saucer chair, a futon, small bookshelf, bedside table, floor lamp, mini fridge. So it was basically like a small apartment,... Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, February 19, 2007
Another call from my mom...
This time at around midnight, just as I'd gone to sleep. I let it go to voicemail, and when I checked the messages, there was one from her agair. Apparently she'd heard on the 10:00 news (she's in Arizona right now) that a girl with the same name as my best friends sister (the best friend whose mother recently passed away) was shot in Tempe. The girl was apparently from New York and was on vacation. Turns out it wasn't the same girl--the sister lives in DC, not New York, though the other sister... Sign in to see full entry.