harumph.

[mrissa]

It is Sunday.

Sunday is not the day for writing.*

Sunday is the only day not for writing.

Sunday is not the day to have entire new book outlines fall on my head.

Sunday is not the day totally immerse in the "starter file" looking for that one little note that goes with the thing that fell on my head and makes it gel with sort of a slurping noise, and to find it, and to have the slurping noise occur, and to have to write more little notes.

Sunday is particularly not such a day when I've been trying to limit computer time otherwise because my back is still a mess.

Also not in a week when I am trying to get a million things done and get ready for California and I don't even remember what clothes I used to wear in Northern California in late February/early March.

Also I don't want a dark older-end YA fantasy to write, thanks.

Brain! Come on now, brain!

Ah well. Someone will be happy, anyway, because there are cliffs.

The hindbrain does not seem pleased with writing, "And then they all fell off the cliff and died, the end," and closing the file. But closed the file will be, because today is Sunday and therefore not the day of writing.

Just the other day I was telling dd_b that productivity sort of sneaks up on me sideways sometimes when I'm aiming for lack thereof, but I'm not at all sure this is productive.

*Here in Mrissaland, rather than as a moral absolute. You lot can do as you like.

Comments

[swan-tower.livejournal.com]

I had a book outline fall on my head, too -- hence the post about Elizabethan people -- only this one's been sneaking up on me for a little bit.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

I suspected as much, yep. My congratulations and condolences, to be applied as appropriate depending on how it and other books are behaving at a given moment.

[swan-tower.livejournal.com]

Life would be much easier if other books (like ANHoD, my supposed novel-in-90 project) were behaving themselves, but they're not. Of course. When do other books show up? When I'm getting bored with the books at hand.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

Of course they do. Books, she said in fed-up but affectionate tones.

[alecaustin.livejournal.com]

Graduate school is not the two years for fiction writing, and yet I've been having books fall into my head nonetheless.

Re: Northern California around this time of year, I recall the temperature hovering around 50-60 near the Golden Gate (i.e. San Francisco and the East Bay). Dunno if that helps with your clothing selection at all...

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

Here's hoping the work world is kinder to fiction writing than grad school, then.

[minnehaha.livejournal.com]

"You lot can do as you like."

I have an essay to write -- and it's a really good one -- but I am so totally sucking right now.

B

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

All right, then, you may do as you like -- whether you can or not, I don't know.

[minnehaha.livejournal.com]

I'm sucking much less now. One of the common problems in my essays is that I bury the lede, and one of the most common fixes is that I take my final paragraph and move it to the top. So I mentally did that. I sat down at my computer and wrote my final paragraph, and then the whole essay just flowed from that.

B

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

It's good to learn how to take shortcuts around the obstacles in our own heads! Glad for you.

[reveritas.livejournal.com]

layers, por dios.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

But different layers than here! No tights under jeans, wool socks over tights!

[brooksmoses]

Down here in the south-bay area, I've been wearing short-sleeved shirts and sweaters and blue jeans. This is not, however, especially significant; I always wear short-sleeved shirts and sweaters and blue jeans, except when it's too warm for the sweaters. What may be useful is that in the evenings I've usually been wanting my tighter-knit warmer sweaters if I'm outside, but today was a little warmer than it's been recently, and I was more comfortable outside in the afternoon without the sweater than with it.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

I suspect I will wear my fall-weight leather jacket out there, freezing my butt off on the way in and out of the airport. This will allow for more layers should that become necessary.

I have a horror of being cold while traveling.

[ksumnersmith.livejournal.com]

See, I was just going to say, "Oh, but I wouldn't mind if you wrote a dark older-end YA fantasy," when you mentioned the cliffs. Now I *definitely* wouldn't mind if you wrote this book. (Cliffs, whee!!)

Y'know. Just saying.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

It's not the kind of dark that means vampires or noffing. It's the kind that means broody.

Um. That didn't help, did it?

[ksumnersmith.livejournal.com]

Hehe, nope. You're just digging yourself a bigger hole. Add a ghost, and I'll think you're writing this book just for me. *g*

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

No ghosts. (For proper voice, see: "No capes.") Ghosts would do terrible, terrible things to the theme(s).