Monday, April 7, 2008

Monday, April 7, 2008
Waxing Moon
Saturn Retrograde
Pluto Retrograde
Cloudy and cool

Yesterday was gray and gloomy. I never left the apartment. I wrote, read, did some yoga, and slept all day. Emphasis on the sleeping. I’m just worn out. I’m both bone weary and soul weary.

I’m reading Sharon Shinn’s THE THIRTEENTH HOUSE and really enjoying it.

Got some writing done, but not as much as I wanted. Felt very disconnected from everything, including my characters.

Interesting article in the NYT about how some bloggers are basically blogging themselves to death trying to post continually and get scoops.

I rarely pitch for blogging jobs. I was in negotiations for one a few years ago that I was excited about, but it didn’t pan out, and, looking back, I’m now glad. One, I don’t want to be that tied down — I travel too much, and I have too much on my plate to only sit home and scan the internet and blog. I actually have a life in the real world. Second, I’m not going to blog for $10/post. I’d have to have the guarantee of a couple of hundred dollars per week and then, MAYBE revenue share on top of it. Otherwise, my time is better spent on articles, business writing, and fiction. There are people who make a great living at it, and good for them. But that life is not for me.

Tried to watch PSYCH last night because I sort of half-remembered that someone emailed me about doing a guest spot, only I couldn’t remember who or when and didn’t recognize anyone, so THAT was a waste of an hour. Sigh.

Had a restless night filled with odd dreams, mostly rehashing past events I want to put behind me. Maybe it’s part of the whole letting go thing.

You know when I was woken up by freaking construction noise? Six thirty in the morning! Totally unacceptable. I’m complaining to the tourism board, which is patting itself on the back for all its national and international campaigns. I have a list of things that tourists should know before coming here that the board is shoving under the rug and I, as a travel writer, will NOT.

Did my yoga, went to the patissereie, worked on the screenplay. I’m going to do some more writing this morning, and then meet a friend for lunch. Can’t wait.

Back to the page. I want to get back to Old-Fashioned Detective Work soon. Wyatt wants some attention, and I think I’m ready to respond.


Published in: on April 7, 2008 at 8:10 am  Comments (7)  


  1. I thought there was something that says construction can’t start before a certain time? I know that’s what we have here. I’d definitely complain – that’s really unacceptable.

    Hope you get some words in.

  2. Okay, that is WAY too early. I remember the house-building crews would be out with their dump trucks and caterpillars and all sorts of heavy machinery at 6:30 am, here. It drove me nuts. It must be “six thirty” because they were here every morning at that time.


    I’m so glad you got some sleep! Sleep is so healing for the body. I truly believe that. You just need to take time to slow down and have a lazy day once in a while.

    Good luck with the writing! 🙂

  3. I had really bizarre dreams last night. For some reason, I keep dreaming I’m back at my undergrad college – at least once a month I dream I’m there. No idea why.

  4. So glad to hear that you were able to sleep and rest. Dreams can be unsettling sometimes. And weird dreams even more so!
    Sorry to hear about the construction noise.

    Have a good day and enjoy yourself!

  5. I don’t think they can begin contruction before eight am by law – although that might just be a local thing. Souns like a nice day – yoga, lunch with a friend…

    Leigh Clements
    The Mystery Maiden
    Shot In The Dark Mysteries/Your Date With Death

  6. And a wonderful lunch it was… great seeing you again, toots. 🙂

  7. If you slept all day you must have needed it. Let’s hope it did you some good.

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