Today I planned to write and write and write. Look, this is my ready to write face. I have to wear my glasses when writing these days because staring at a computer screen for such long periods of time makes my contact lenses angry.
Course I’ve not quite managed to actually write anything yet, and I have a Skype date with my sister in Canada at 4pm and a trip to see Josie Long‘s Fringe show at 7pm…
Still, I’ve got a couple of hours, so I’m going to see how much I can get done in that time. And I’m blogging as I go, because I can. I’ve even included a run up to this point in time. Because procrastination is the key to creativity. Or something.
8.30 – Wake up, but am determined to stay in bed for a lie-in. Didn’t get to bed till 1am y’see. Was celebrating my friend’s birthday by drinking alcohol and getting rained on. Such is summer in Edinburgh.
10.30 – Grudgingly get up. Watch rolling BBC news of Tottenham for a bit whilst also trying to read The Jennifer Morgue by Charles Stross. What a combination.
11.00 – Go online and read various social networking sites and blogs.
11.15 – make eggy bread/french toast. Burn my hand. The pain is unreal, it’s pretty amazing I can still type.
11.30 – Channel hop, taking in bits of Yes, Prime Minister, America’s Next Top Model and Supersize Vs Superskinny – which has an interesting segment on anorexia which is useful for my book – what is this future society’s take on anorexia? I think the very thin would be shunned as much as the obese…
12.00 – Watch the episode of Blackadder where he falls in love with ‘Bob’
12.00 – Do the dishes whilst sort of listening to the episode of Blackadder about the Dictionary
12.45 – Shower
13.05 – Drink my coffee.
13.10 – Faff, consider blogging, take more photos to use in post about liveblogging…
13.20 – Upload pictures from camera to computer.
13.30 – Half read Twitter and half watch an episode of Fawlty Towers (the one with Bernard Cribbins in)
14.00 – Start writing this blog post instead of writing any of my book.
14.09 – My word count is currently 1539. Decide to beat this.
14.14 – Realise that in order to achieve this goal I will need to write some words.
14.35 – Other half threatens to spend some quality time with me. Send him packing.
15.17 – 2661 words. A nosy neighbour and a sore knee enter the frame. Bet you’re on tenterhooks.
15.20 – eat some oatcakes. It’s because I am Scottish.
15.54 – totally blank out the word ‘humble’. Have to look up ‘humility’ to work out what the root is.
15.56 – Word count is 3545. 2006 words and just about time for the aforementioned Skype date. Not bad, but had hoped to reach 4ooo… faffing 1, Ali 0.
16.16 – We’re on messenger not Skype so I can write a bit at the same time… 3857 words…
16.23 – 3900…
16.27 – 4004! Now to look up bus times and go for tea with my chums. What a whirlwind this has been. Tune in tomorrow for further wacky adventures in word counts.