Wednesday, December 26, 2007

the day after...

..and all seems returned to normal. Although it's still a bit quiet in town. Shoppers are shopping, I suppose, and families are still reveling together in some places. I am sitting in one of my favorite coffeehouses, writing (okay, distracting myself with the endlessly fascinating Internet), people-watching, dreaming, and considering different things. Like, doing other blogs. Making this one much more specific to the Southwest, red rock country, etc.

I'm also looking at the laptop the woman sitting across the way is using--it's tiny! Like, really tiny. Well, I love my BRAND-NEW, sparkling shiny silver-&-black laptop, even though it seems monstrously big compared to that woman's little itty bitty machine. Hers is literally half the size of mine. What a wired, technological, wild world we live in.

Okay, just wanted to say ola to the world (the non-listening world--sigh). Hmm. I need to write more interesting posts, no? Maybe I should start gossiping on here...sharing all the wicked little tidbits that are going to make it into my novel. Have I not mentioned this sooner? I finally decided on a direction to take at the moment, a writing direction. A romance, maybe "chick lit," novel, one that is cathartic for me in many ways. Perhaps I'll start to share the details on here as I write it...

Off to conspire with myself on the writing of my tell-all! Heh heh heh.... As I have noted many times before in my life, never piss off a writer. We have long memories. Long, detailed memories. And we keep journals. And save emails. And are great at making up all the rest to fill in the blanks where they crop up...
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2 comments:

Laura said...

Thank goodness I have never done anything worthy of immortalizing in prose, especially where "the names have been changed to protect the not-so-innocent". I haven't, have I? Uh, uh, uh-oh.... No, I certainly haven't. :-)

Julie K. Trevelyan said...

Nah, you're one of the safe ones. You think, heh heh! ;) No, I reserve the full disdain of the writer's pen (keyboard) for those who are guilty...they know who they are.... Not that they'd be reading my blog.

This sort of catharsis works really well if the book becomes a bestseller, of course. Although I do need to actually write it first, I suppose.