Wednesday, June 10, 2015
A very full day that flew by. Up at 3:30 (yikes!) for an hour of writing before racquetball at 5. Left the gym at 6:30, wrote another hour, then worked from 9-2. Came home at 2:30 and had lunch, then wrote from 3:30 until 10 with a couple of short breaks in between. I worked on the third section of No. 1 (the second Allegro), putting together paragraphs about Mindy that sound like this: "Doug was officially still her boyfriend, but as they approached the six-week mark, thoughts of him had already died without the need of a single tissue. She wanted to break if off last week, but hadn’t gotten around to it, which sort of explained their entire relationship. The first week was actually fun, even thrilling, but since then dating Doug was like dating no boyfriend at all. He was cute and cool in his own detached way, and surprisingly witty in those rare moments when Mindy actually saw him face-to-face, but so much of his emotional investment belonged to the World of Warcraft and ceaseless online battles with his geek-to-the-bone friends. At first she thought something was wrong with her, until she eventually reached a more likely explanation, that he just wasn't ready for all that contact and the fiercely involved feelings that went with it." It's nuts how long such lines take to write, and still they're not finished. I watched a few more YouTube videos of teenagers acting like teenagers. Sometimes it's painful to watch because it reminds me how ridiculous I was back when I was 16. Thank God the online world didn't exist in 1980. It's 10:21 and it's bedtime.
A very full day that flew by. Up at 3:30 (yikes!) for an hour of writing before racquetball at 5. Left the gym at 6:30, wrote another hour, then worked from 9-2. Came home at 2:30 and had lunch, then wrote from 3:30 until 10 with a couple of short breaks in between. I worked on the third section of No. 1 (the second Allegro), putting together paragraphs about Mindy that sound like this: "Doug was officially still her boyfriend, but as they approached the six-week mark, thoughts of him had already died without the need of a single tissue. She wanted to break if off last week, but hadn’t gotten around to it, which sort of explained their entire relationship. The first week was actually fun, even thrilling, but since then dating Doug was like dating no boyfriend at all. He was cute and cool in his own detached way, and surprisingly witty in those rare moments when Mindy actually saw him face-to-face, but so much of his emotional investment belonged to the World of Warcraft and ceaseless online battles with his geek-to-the-bone friends. At first she thought something was wrong with her, until she eventually reached a more likely explanation, that he just wasn't ready for all that contact and the fiercely involved feelings that went with it." It's nuts how long such lines take to write, and still they're not finished. I watched a few more YouTube videos of teenagers acting like teenagers. Sometimes it's painful to watch because it reminds me how ridiculous I was back when I was 16. Thank God the online world didn't exist in 1980. It's 10:21 and it's bedtime.
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