Weekend Plans

Confession: I am addicted to Blistex Lip Medex. I have a little blue tub of it in every room of my apartment, in my car, and at work.

Reading:

• The Snapper, by Roddy Doyle

Writing:

• "Ferian Fetlock Cures a Horse"

Revising:

• "Dolly Hobbles"

There's a lot of pressure for me on the weekends to get as much accomplished as I can. It's hard to do much writing during the week... in fact, keeping this blog has been the one thing that forces me to thing about writing on weekdays. But on the weekends, I have wide open swaths of time to write, and I should make the most of it.

So here's my plan for tomorrow.

• Get up
• Shower
• Get my ass over to the Panera for breakfast, coffee, and a little revisin'

You see, all week people have been helping me to revise "Dolly Hobbles." It's not a bad story, but it betrays its origins--i.e., written in an afternoon in six hours and not touched since. Well, this is when I touch it again and turn it into something worthy of submitting elsewhere.

• Drink me some coffees.
• Get a sore ass from wooden chairs, go home.
• Maybe watch a bit of the teevee.
• Lunch! Pizza from Tony's, and read some more on The Snapper. Girl's gonna have that baby pretty soon.
• Come home again, pack up the stuffs.
• Off to the B&N for an afternoon with Ferian Fetlock.

I've got the beginning of this story and the end of it so far. There's a big chunk of middle that I skipped, and that is totally not like me to do. I think it's because I don't have a good concept of this story yet. Knowing me, that means I need to

• Take a walk

It's the best way for me to think. I can't seem to do it sitting still for some reason, and the weather is supposed to be good tomorrow.

It's a distinct possibility that tomorrow, I might complete one story and revamp another. Kind of exciting.