I wish I could say that I haven't posted in a while because I've been so busy writing. But the truth is that I haven't been doing much writing at all - at least not until today. I've picked at the novel in bits and pieces here and there over the past few days, but ever since Saturday morning I just haven't had any motivation whatsoever. I've been mulling the plot pieces around in my head, and last night I think I finally figured out the whole structure of the novel - or at least this week's version. This morning I woke up actually wanting to write. Of course they don't let you take days off of a job you just started less than a month earlier just because you're feeling a bit creative, so I scribbled down everything I could at lunch. Thankfully, it ended up being a lot of scribbling.
One of these days I'll grab all the pieces out of my Palm (hooray for collapsible keyboards!) and drop them into the actual novel and maybe update my word count on the NaNoWriMo site. Probably ought to fairly soon, before everyone thinks I'm a big slacker for sitting at barely 4000 words for days on end. I'm sure that I've at least doubled that by now, and I hope to get a fair bit further by the end of the week. Of course I'm rapidly approaching the end of my creative spurt as far as this story goes, and the novel may make it to 50,000 words on painfully detailed descriptions of the potholes in the city streets if I'm not able to come up with anything further. Hmm.
Things at work were a bit slow, and that always makes me antsy. I like being busy and productive, and even though I knew we are brand new and still in training, sitting idle and twiddling my thumbs gets old after the first half hour. So it was a bit of a relief when I got an appendix to write yesterday evening. Today I got to sit across the desk from a CPA-type and we played 'who can confuse the other fastest' until I finally hashed out the whole accounting logic I'm supposed to be writing about.
I still look at everything from a programmer's view. I have a feeling I'll be doing that for quite some time. This seems to confuse some of my coworkers. I've had several conversations already about the product where my brain is merrily running down the code-foo tangent, and the others involved sort of stare blankly at me because they have no idea what the heck I'm talking about. I'm getting better at it though. I'm starting to keep my database-blather to a dull mumble in my cubicle. Considering that all my neighbors also talk to themselves quite often while working, I fit right in.
We watched Buffy tonight, because once I heard that they were going to do it musical-style I absolutely insisted we watch. I just knew I couldn't miss this. Despite our best efforts we're starting to get really in to this show. Gee. Before you know it we might end up watching up to three whole hours of TV per week. Will the slacking never end?