To quote Madeline Khan, “Everything from the neck down is ka-puht!”
I don’t know why, but I’ve really been dragging the last few weeks. Okay, maybe I do know why. Sam still wakes up 2-3 times a night, thus completely disrupting my sleep. Although last night she slept straight through, miraculously enough, so I was able to get up before 5AM and get going. I like getting up before 5. I like being dressed and ready to go and having the house to myself for a brief time before anyone else is up and moving. I really like getting a jump on my day. It makes a huge difference in me getting stuff done.
But I’ve been dragging, sleeping late almost every morning, and then falling back to sleep when I nurse Sam, and then taking a nap while she’s napping, etc., etc. So not much has been getting done around here.
Hopefully this will all be changing soon. Last weekend I went to EPICon (a href=”http://www.epic-conference.com/”) and for the first time ever got to spend time talking to other erotica writers face to face. I’ve been writing on my own for so long I’d forgotten what it was like to talk to other writers. And I’ve never had the opportunity to talk to other erotica writers. It was very motivating, I have to say. No, even better than motivating. I’m suddenly ready to tear up the writing world with my stories, and I have a million ideas to get down on paper and I can’t wait to get started on them all...
Except that I’m so damned tired!
Oh well. Hopefully last night was not a fluke and Sam will sleep straight through again tonight. We’ll see.
Monday, March 19, 2007
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A word to the exhausted: AUDIO.
I started leaving myself voice mail with story ideas ... which progressed the investment it a digital voice recorder gizmo ... which resulted in me narrating whole stories while driving.
Then, it's "simply" a matter of finding the time to transcribe the recordings to written words. Voice recognition software is next on this journey, me thinks. *nods* Auto transcription.
Soon, maybe I can just stick the electrodes to my skull and think my stories into print.
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