A Week in the Life of a Writer (Spoiler Alert: It’s Boring)
Okay, crazy week. I’ve been writing 3,000 words a day and completely drew a blank about what to write for my blog entry. My brain is fried! I don’t even remember what I did this week.
I think I went to book club on Monday night. It seems so long ago. This month we read a fabulous suspense novel, Criminal, by Karin Slaughter. The book takes place right here in Atlanta, flashing back between the mid-1970’s—a pivotal time in our city’s history—and the current day. It was a great read. Bad news, though: it’s the seventh book in a series and now I am dying to read the six volumes that precede it. Alas, no time. I’ll just have to cram them all in between finishing the two books I am contracted to write. Next month, it’s Gone Girl, by Gillian Flynn. Anybody read it? I hear it’s fantastic.
Tuesday was 9/11. A somber day at our house because we all remember that day vividly since we were living in Washington, D.C. at the time. It was also my dog’s twelfth birthday. She’s by favorite member of the family right now. That should tell you how this week has been.
Wednesday was ladies night—yea! I don’t usually head out to bars mid-week—or the weekends for that matter—but it was my friend’s birthday and they are all regulars at a local, up-scale watering hole. Attention all you writers with writer’s block: bars are great places to get the words flowing again. And you don’t even need to drink! At least two story ideas dropped in my lap just by watching the antics of the customers. Really, the bartender alone might be able to carry off an entire trilogy. 😉
Thursday was chiropractor day. Not for me. For Curious George. My daughter’s pony. Yep, I’m an idiot. I pay for the horse to receive chiropractor treatments. Pretty sad considering my back is killing me from sitting in this chair seven hours a day for the past two weeks. But, the whole process was fascinating to watch. And when it was over, my pony—oops, I mean my daughter’s pony—gave me a really nice snuggle. He then proceeded to drool carrot slime down my favorite shirt.
And now, it’s Friday. The word count will be lower today. It’s a football night after all. I’m not sure who the Titans are taking on this week, but the band and I will be cheering loudly. And, that’ll be just the warm-up for college games on Saturday and the NFL on Sunday.
Next week, I start all over again. I’ll try to do better and come up with a blog idea next time. For now, enjoy some football! GO VOLS!!!
Posted on September 14, 2012, in Blog Posts and tagged book clubs, Criminal, Gillian Flynn, Gone Girl, Karin Slaughter, Tennessee Vols, Tracy Kelly Solheim, Tracy Solheim. Bookmark the permalink. 11 Comments.