More Like a Prolog Day…
Sort of got things focused and started. And managed some writing, about a prolog’s worth.
As I will be doing, and have done in the past, I will detail out my day, all the good and the bad. In general, of course. But you get a chance to see how a business person and a professional writer live and write.
And I will keep this up until Card Sharp Silver: A Cave Creek Novel is done. I will have other blogs between the writing blogs at times. And I might even put these blogs together in a book at some point if they end up being worth anything. Time will tell on that.
So onward with the day.
Rolled out, ate a protein bar for breakfast, and got to my computer by 11 am. And that’s where I stayed with email and business until almost 2 pm when I headed downstairs to get lunch for me and Kris.
A restaurant in our building is staying open for take-out only and when I got in there, about ten others were there waiting for orders as well. And wow was that strange, with all ten of us staying a good twenty feet apart, spaced evenly all over the restaurant. And when one person was at the counter, the rest of us stayed way back.
After lunch I had some business phone calls with Allyson and then went back to the email and such until I took a twenty-minute nap at 6 pm. Then I cooked us dinner (steak and stir fry), then back into my office to record ten videos for the Kickstarter Best Practices and get those up.
Then Kris and I went out for a walk to get our steps around the very empty downtown Las Vegas. Even the homeless have been gathered up for the most part. Then we watched a show on television that we had recorded.
By that point it was almost midnight and I headed back into my office and got my page formatting set up to write this new novel. Took about ten minutes. I use Word on a Mac with a double screen.
And I got out a fresh pad of yellow legal paper for notes as I go along.
I got lost for a short time looking up some nifty stuff in an Old West book about mining towns, then sat down about 12:30 am and typed in a woman’s name who was in a stage coach in 1903 headed toward Cave Creek.
If you ever get a chance to ride in a real stage, do so, but make sure the ride is short, the ground smooth, and the heat of the day reasonable. Just trust me.
About a thousand words later my eye started to give out, so I stopped and came to write this. It is now 1:30 am and I am exhausted from far, far too much computer time. So off to get a snack and watch some television before heading to sleep.
And that’s the boring day. More words tomorrow, if I am lucky.
So the book is started after a very strange week. And that’s a win. Onward into Card Sharp Silver.