In The Zone

In the writing zoneMy meticulous weekend plan didn’t quite go to plan in some ways, but in others I managed to exceed expectations. Not all blacks and whites, but tints of grey all the way.

I had a nice early start to the day; just what the doctor ordered. I decided no to go into town while Laura was at dancing and went home and started writing instead. I got an hour in, before I had to go and collect her again. That’s when Lothian Buses started playing funny buggers. Instead of dropping me off in Duke Street they took me to the top of Easter Road, leaving me late and having to get back into Leith in the space of five minutes. Road works you see, for the trams.

I went in to AIM Computers in Duke Street to talk to the guy in there about the problem with Gail’s network card. I’ve now got two new things to try, but since Gail took her laptop to the wedding she was shooting, I never got any more done on that for her.

After lunch, I cleaned out the rabbit hutch, let them out into the garden for the afternoon, worked through a load of clothes washing, and did some tidying. Then it was the good stuff.

I got through 5,500 words today, which doesn’t include the editing I went back to do in order to make sure I had links for later in the story, hints to tempt the reader, and red herrings to confuse her. It’s all coming together nicely, though I’m not sure this, as a novella, will actually make it to 40k in total. Certainly, the first draft might not, but since I finished with around 16k to go, but feeling as if I am 80% way through the story, that number is becoming more unlikely.

The writing is good though, and at times the words just poured out of me and onto the page with little effort for lengthy spells. It felt good, but by the evening, when Gail had returned full of bubbly enthusiasm and stories about her day shooting the wedding, I was so tired I could hardly concentrate.

Tomorrow has to be another good day, or this one will have been to waste. I must stick to the targets I have set, but in the back of my mind is the possibility that tomorrow or probably Monday will see the story completed.

Greener is the Grass (Writing)
Greener is the Grass (Writing)

Stella (Re-Working)
Stella (Re-Working)

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About Colin Galbraith

Thriller author, music fan, St Mirren fan, fluff chucker, rabbit tamer, outstanding fake faller. Loves cannoli.
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