Writing Goal for the Day?

Redheads are the single most distracting thing in the world. Especially if they have that fair skin and some freckles to go along with it.

My wife is a redhead, maybe that's why I can't get shit done when shes home.

I'm sure we redheads don't mean to distract you fellas with our fair complexion and freckles. We're innocent little flowers - Easter lily like - pure, clean, virginal.
 
I'm sure we redheads don't mean to distract you fellas with our fair complexion and freckles. We're innocent little flowers - Easter lily like - pure, clean, virginal.

Les Fleurs de lis...so totally KNOW they're distracting me!! At least, the barista does. When she's swamped or at least very busy, will look my way and bat her eyes at me, smile that mischeivous, and tilt her head.

Well, she might be a flirt but she does help me with my writing. Yesterday, after reading something of mine, told me to ""Trust myself." Yes, I do tend to tell more than show, but if I take my time and edit, my stories will improve.
 
Shut down the word processor and open up that folder with all the pretty naked ladies in it. Click on the first one and start the slide show. Sooner or later something will jar the writing nerve enough to put some very hot words on the screen.

Hey, it works for me. :D

Thanks Tx, took your advice and got some 'inspiration' on line. ;)
 
Les Fleurs de lis...so totally KNOW they're distracting me!! At least, the barista does. When she's swamped or at least very busy, will look my way and bat her eyes at me, smile that mischeivous, and tilt her head.

Well, she might be a flirt but she does help me with my writing. Yesterday, after reading something of mine, told me to ""Trust myself." Yes, I do tend to tell more than show, but if I take my time and edit, my stories will improve.

Are you sure she's a natural redhead. ;) (some redheads are infected with a naughty gene).

*Coffee Spew* :D

Now where is that rag and mop. :eek:

In the corner with my halo. :D
 
Just received FOUR emails from wife, two writing friends, and that redhead:

ALL told me to notetake stories
Redhead told me to have at least one redhead character, a naughty one
 
goal met, but done for now

Finally got my story written and submitted. It turned into a four chapter stroke piece, but I'm mostly satisfied with it. I wanted to show a "man's man" being tempted into the life of a cuckold without realizing it and he finds too much joy in being with men and watching his girlfriend doing the same that he never stops to consider what he has become. Anyway, mission thankfully accomplished.

Otherwise, real life intrudes. As regional manager for a national chain of retail stores, I get the lovely post-Chrismas task of letting go a manager tomorrow. The drama of a missing deposit came to a head on Friday. No answers. So I have a late night flight out at an airport 4 1/2 hrs away so I can release a manager and take over operations for a very busy week. So writing goal for this week? Sorry... just living through this week is going to be challenge enough!
 
Well even though the kids are home as is the spouse this fine lookin' Monday morning, I'm going to try and write something. Though they can be a distraction and right now I can't remember - oh wait - now I remember what I was writing before the holiday.
 
6200 words into "Go For Broke". Trying to get a Valentine's Day theme established, but may have to scrap it after all and not enter the contest. Family in town, so happy distractions abound. Will see if they go off visiting other family, so I can get something done.
 
Lesson learned: hosting Christmas Eve and Christmas Day with in-laws who don't believe in lifting a finger to help is maddening.

At least they got me starch for Christmas. :rolleyes:

She did however break me of the habit of adding water to the ketchup bottle to make it last. She says that's ghetto and to knock it off.

Mr. Tat does this with his salad dressing. It drives me insane, but since I don't use it, I just keep my mouth shut.

Also, I'm pretty sure watered-down whiskey paid for my father's college education. Three cheers for penny-pinching, cheating bar-owners!

I had to stop DH from looking at people's junk left at the curb for the trash men to pick up. If you've ever seen George Lopez's standup routine, talking about the floor lamp picked up from somebody's trash, then you've seen DH's family. His mother even had that very floor lamp in their living room. No lamp shade, either. I swear.

I admit it--I have lots of stuff from the trash. If you live in--or near--a swanky neighborhood that has an unwritten rule about putting stuff out on the curb, you can get some great stuff. In one year, my roommates and I got a cabinet with a granite countertop for our bathroom, a 1950s kitchen dining room table and chairs in mint condition, a bookcase with glass fronts (it needed to be sanded and refinished, but was otherwise fine), and a 7 1/4 qt Le Creuset dutch oven with a tiny scratch in the orange enamel. I left all of the former behind when I left Cambridge, but I still use the oven. :)

The lamp though . . . no comment.
 
Hadn't planned on writing today as I'm working but they broke something and I had a break through on a story. I'm happy. :D:)

Them, not so much. :(
 
Well even though the kids are home as is the spouse this fine lookin' Monday morning, I'm going to try and write something. Though they can be a distraction and right now I can't remember - oh wait - now I remember what I was writing before the holiday.

Oh good grief - my daughter started watching a new series and I've been watching it with her, no writing as of yet! :rolleyes:
 
Someone told me to stop lurking (you know who you are) . . . so my writing goal for today is 2,000 words (after I go shopping—I need a new Christmas tree for next year since the cat knocked over my old one this Christmas and broke it). Hope they are 2,000 succinct and coherent words and not my typical rambling.
 
13000 words of rough copy for two chapters done and time to add the filler and smooth it out. That brings the total word count to just over 300,000 words and counting for BotC.
Starting the re-write of the first three chapters of I Spy now.
 
Visiting family doesn't leave much time for writing, unfortunately. However I have managed a little revision here and there, and it looks like a cloudy day, which could mean writing time in the car. Easier to see the laptop screen on days like this.
 
Visiting family doesn't leave much time for writing, unfortunately. However I have managed a little revision here and there, and it looks like a cloudy day, which could mean writing time in the car. Easier to see the laptop screen on days like this.

I had the same problem when i write while on the back porch. I found a glare screen that snapped over the screen on a laptop. When I bought my new laptop it wouldn't fit the wide screen but after a few modifications it now hangs from the top of the screen and covers enough that I have no problem seeing the word processor with the page centered, even on the brightest days.
 
Well, I am 25k into editing a 180k project. Making better time now, that someone here took pity on me, and helped me resolve a problem I was having with word. I really am a tech dumbass.

In the meantime My x-mas story finally posted. I submitted on Tuesday, hoping for Friday the 23rd or X-mas eve. it went up yesterday. 6 days.

The results are decent 4.61. The story was an experiment. A mother/son story where, ready for this? The son does NOT want to have sex with his mother, and resists. Heaven forbid! Of course eventually he caves, and all is as it should be in incest land.

The story was also 8 pages with a long build up. I try to do better than "sis has big tits, think I'll fuck her", but those stories are the ones that light it up. But overall it has gone over well considering a lousy Monday start time.

Now back to editing.
 
Visiting family doesn't leave much time for writing, unfortunately. However I have managed a little revision here and there, and it looks like a cloudy day, which could mean writing time in the car. Easier to see the laptop screen on days like this.

I have a similar problem: a house full of in-laws making privacy next to impossible. Just two more days...
 
I have a similar problem: a house full of in-laws making privacy next to impossible. Just two more days...

Today we go home, then tomorrow is a day to get settled, then Thursday we're off to my parents. No writing time, then, either. I'll do what I can.
 
After spending yesterday with the family - "Merry Christmas" both my wife and son said to themselves - I have time to write. Now comes the problem: Do I continue to write notes, as my wife, her friends, and the redhead, told me to do on Christmas Eve, or do I start something new?
 
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