clues at the scene

clues at the scene

Tuesday, December 5, 2017

Holiday Writing

At left, this evening's decadence: eggnog and rum. If you add enough rum you get that wonderful marbling effect.

I'm composing. I'm drafting. I'm writing.

He's how it works: I put my ass in a chair and I write.

There.

Yes, there are lots of other distractions. No, I'm not responding to them.

Day job -- it's a good day job so there's that -- then gym, then a little household clearance, then library and desk.

I'm fixing old work. I'll looking at structure and twists and character development and changing those parts that have never quite worked.

There's a novel in the folder but through the holiday: short stories. 

Watch out. The body count is climbing.

The rum bottle is nervous it might be next.

Who can say?

2 comments:

Elizabeth Spann Craig said...

Eggnog and rum! Excellent. 'Tis the season!

My day is practically yours, but mixed around a bit: writing, gym, cleaning...and writing again (since it *is* my day job).

I think I'm at 50 bodies now. No one should live in those little towns I write about.

Good luck with the revising!

jack welling said...

Nothing more dangerous than a sleepy little town with azaleas around the flag pole outside city hall!