On & On

I got in another 1844 words today. I'm a little scared by what I wrote. Of the 1844 additional words, maybe 500 of those have some potential; one scene will likely get cut and then another scene has me intrigued. There's so much more I can mine below the surface of that soil.

It's difficult to resist the urge to revise. That's why I love these two quotes by Ernest Hemingway:

"The first draft of anything is shit."
"We are all apprentices in a craft where no one ever becomes a master."

Honestly, I have no time for perfection if I'm going to get this done in a month. I can let the obsessive part of my personality deal with the details later. I'm taking a page out of fiction_theory's book and making notes and writing out details for the places in the story I want to revise.

This year, I've decided I'm only taking a week between the draft and the revising stage. I think I made the mistake last year of losing the perspective and head space needed to stick with a manuscript.

Thus, "I go on and on and on and on...so Saks get back while my dollahs stack!"

The state of me

I've bitten off two nails already. Some of the electoral votes have started to come in and right now, McCain is ahead.

Thank goodness I live in CA, where we've got a large portion going to Barack but so do huge states like Texas.

It's gonna be a long night...for me and my fingernails...and my poor strands of hair.

OH-KAY!