The glory of the weekend is upon me. It’s going to be way too hot. I see me heading to the coffee shop today. I probably won’t have my wifi on, so responses to tweets/emails/blog comments will be delayed when that happens. I’m sure you’ll all survive somehow.
I’ve decided that hot summer weather is never going to help my productivity, unless of course I move into a place with air conditioning. The way the windows are in my apartment, I can’t do that here. Oh well. It’s forcing me to try to do some thinking in between writing bursts, even though the heat is scrambling my thoughts. I feel like I’m in some kind of writer-specific challenge mode in a contest I don’t remember entering. It kind of sucks. That said, by any scale other than my own, I’m still doing well, with 2,515 on Wednesday and 2,719 last night. I’m not kicking myself for not getting over 3k. Really. *kicks self in the shadows* In other news, that brought All Stitched Up to 53,445. Yeah, apparently I only need 10 days to win NaNo. 😮 Not that the book’s done. There’s still more. And more summer (stupid summer).
I really do think it’s the heat, in all seriousness, that’s brought my numbers down lately. It took until like 8:30 at night before it was cool enough to think at last, and even then, it was only barely thinking. I’m beginning to wish for a water-proof laptop. I’d sit in the shower and write under the cool spray. Totally not kidding. It’s that kind of unpleasant. Where’s my damn ocean breeze when I really need it?
That said, last night included an awesome pick-me-up that made the heat go away for a few minutes at least. Remember I said I’d contracted someone to do the cover for Bound? I have concept art (squeeeeeeee). Um, yeah, I didn’t just do that. You saw nothing! Anyway, I got the concept art and looked at it when I got home from work. I have a favorite among them, but wanted to wait and look again after a little while. To me, it’s like editing. You don’t make all the decisions in a single pass. In any case, before I could go for that second pass, another email from my cover designer dropped into my box. I had sent her the manuscript to read for feel, even though I had an idea of what I wanted, because I value her expertise in a field where I don’t have a lot. The second email started with her informing me that she’d been sucked into the story. YAY!!!!!!! Seriously, writer glow totally going on. Still. The next day. She has some thoughts she wants to explore as alternatives, so I’m waiting to hear back on that. But yeah, that second email totally made my night. Take that, heat wave.
No, I’m not going out with my camera this weekend if the heat keeps up like that. If it’s this bad in the shade of my darkened apartment, how much worse will it be in the sun?