If I Can Write Today, There’s No Stopping Me
A little experiment today, boys and girls. Let’s observe how productive a writer can be while revising in a room that’s about 55 degrees. As long as we’re at it, let’s throw in several other variables:
*Four workers ripping apart about 2/3 of the roof just past the plastic partition.
*Two carpenters sawing and hammering.
*A classic rock station blaring so all can hear above the prying, hammering and sawing.
*The knowledge there are no bathroom facilities because I simply refuse to use their port-a-potty.
*Oh. And the scene I need to revise today? Crucial. Sets up everything that happens in the book.
And for your visual pleasure ...
Above ...
and below ...
This section of roof is next ...
... but even lower ...
We're all framed in down here.