Feb 03, 2008 18:10
The day started off really well. I slept well so got up with my alarm and was ready for work early including having a healthy lunch packed. It was great even the clothes I grabbed fit better than normal. So I figure I'll take the few extra minutes to find my prescription and cell phone holster, both of which I hadn't seen in a while and was able to locate them both very quickly. I got out the door and to work on time, the drive in was good not too much rain, no traffic and good music on the radio. So I'm thinking this is going to be more than a good day its gonna be a great one.
Then just as I'm really settling in for the day I get the call we're going to be short handed today; twice the work for me. Darn it, just when I was getting excited about having a great day and thinking that if I had a good shift, I might get enough homework done this afternoon that I could join the writing chat tonight.
Because this was the first week of class I've been trying to get everything together and organized which has been eating into my writing time so I had to miss the last couple of writing chats because I was reading my school books online or watching the videos that are part of my homework assignments. I did manage to post my response to this week's prompt at gsrdrabbles and post the new one so I consider that a small success, but I wanted to also crank out a second chapter to Finding Happy After The Bad. I know I posted that story as a one shot, but the review I got from Joan Powers spawned an epiphany that could result in that story morphing into something else. See Joan thought I had Sara letting the issue go too quickly and she's right, which is when I realized that there was a whole another story about that just waiting to be written. Which is why I love concrit reviews that question me and my story because they make me think and become a better writer.
Just when I think I'm making enough progress on finishing some of my WIPs I start another one accidentally. I've gotten some nudges via reviews about the stories and on some level it surprises me, because in looking back at some of the stuff I've written in the last few years the style is unpolished, the grammar & spelling could be improved and there are some glaring jumps in the plot. Just re-reading the first chapter of Water Hazard made me cringe and wonder wtf was I thinking when I posted that. I'm hoping that the reviews requesting updates show that the readers see enough good in the storyline to be forgiving of the other stuff.
I started working on the sequel to Water Hazard again, but I've gotten stuck unable to come up with a working title for it. It may just be one of my quirks but I've found that giving a name to a story helps build a framework for it in my mind. Like the original idea for using Close Quarters is completely different than what I think I'm writing now. See the first idea was for the bad guy to abduct Sofia, Lindsay and a third person like Grissom's mom, Ellie or Annie (I hadn't really decided) and have each person trapped separately in the trunks of cars in various locations around Vegas so the team was facing the problem of multiple cases and clues potentially losing someone they love. But than I started doing the Living Doll/Criminal Minds cross-over and Close Quarters fit really well with what GSR was going through and made that the title. Now I'm thinking I probably won't use the trunk plot, because the new idea for the WH sequel is more of a mental than physical story. This is one of those times when I wish outlining stories works for me, but I find that my stories evolve on their own where ideas and changes in my perceptions affect the plot taking me places I didn't expect to go. Each story is a journey I begin it with an idea of where it's heading, but sometimes instead of Paris, France or at Las Vegas' Paris Hotel I end up in Paris Texas, Ohio or Illinois.
So a very hectic day at work that ended with a sudden migraine. I had to call my brother and ask for a ride home because I didn’t want to try and drive with impaired vision. After a nap and watching the puppy bowl I finally feel human again. I’m not up to facing homework so figure I’ll try to get some writing done instead. Maybe the rest of the day will be as good as the start was.
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