This week I was ridiculously productive with my WIP, IN REAL LIFE. I tried out Write Or Die, which I had always heard about, but never used, and I plowed through the five chapters of my ending I'd been trying to figure out and commit to paper. (Or, er, screen.) It's amazing how motivating those counting down numbers and flashing colors can be.
I'm in that stage of writing where I feel like everything I write is absolute rubbish. I hate that stage. I think it's just because I've spent too much time with these words now...nothing seems original, the jokes are no longer funny, it's all just tired and boring. That's a big, flashing sign that it's time to wrap this book up. I'm still on track to have it DONE done by the end of the year, so hopefully nothing crazy comes along to derail that. *knocks on wood*
One night my good friend Weezermonkey had two extra tickets to see Ben Gibbard play an acoustic show at a small theater in LA, so even though we only had a couple of hours notice, my wbff* Erin and I hopped on the freeway and battled traffic out to the Wilshire Ebell Theater to meet up with WeeMo and Mr. Mo for the show. It was awesome. Ben Gibbard played some of his new solo stuff as well as Postal Service and Death Cab songs...just him, his guitar, and his piano. It was amazing.
Here's a video of him singing my absolute favorite Death Cab song, Cath. It's not my video, and there are lots of videos of other songs on YouTube that are better, but it looks like this is the only one of Cath. This song, you guys. It's so MY song. Live Death Cab always leads me to have some sort of religious experience. Last time it was Transatlantacism, this time it was Cath.
I love Typhoon's music. Their full-length album was on constant rotation when I was finishing AVOIDING DRAMA last year, and their EP is on the playlist for my current WIP. I knew they had a zillion members in their band, but it was downright hilarious seeing twelve people cram on this tiny stage. Two drum kits, two violins, and one guy actually playing a plastic bag...we couldn't stop cracking up.
Here's a video from that show, if you're into that sort of thing. It's not my video, BTW. I love YouTube.
See how many people are crammed on that stage?! You can't even really see all of them here.
I ventured out on Black Friday for one thing, and it sure wasn't a gift.
On Saturday I ventured to the mall and picked up a new pair of boots with birthday money I'd been hoarding, and I found a Nordstrom GC in my wallet, so I snagged a great basic top.
I haven't bought anything new that wasn't a book in a long time. It was fun.
Wbff Erin and I have been having lots of dates lately, since we don't see each other on the daily at work anymore. In addition to our two music dates, we also saw two movies.
I won tickets to the 50th anniversary showing of To Kill A Mockingbird from Julie's blog, and taking Erin was a no-brainer, since we've both taught this book for years. We were laughing that we've shown this movie in class so many times, but we always use movie time to get grading or other class work done, so even though we know every line of dialogue and every note of the score, we've never actually watched the whole thing, so this was a nice treat.
Several weeks ago was YA in the Sun, an awesome book event down in San Diego with TONS of YA authors.
It was a really fun day. I got some books signed, I had some treats, win a big prize, and I got to hang out with some of my very favorite writing friends.
|Amy, Liz, Rachel, Kat, and me!|
I couldn't believe the huge crowd...and how long the signing line was! But it was so awesome to hear about how she created the amazing world of Karou and the chimera.
It may seem like I've had a lot going on, but the thing is, I've been feeling like more of a hermit than ever. This is fine by me, because I have a book to finish, and it doesn't get written when I'm traipsing around town. I'm also feeling more and more old and crotchety, and it's best for everyone when I don't wander any farther than the Starbucks down the street. I am running off to Vegas this coming weekend, so hopefully the break will do me good. (Hopefully it will do my WIP good. We'll see.) And now that Thanksgiving break is over, I have three more weeks of school until I get three glorious weeks off. I can hardly handle it.
*wbff = work bff, even though we don't work together anymore.