Slacker

Look at what a blog slacker I am when my sister is out of town. When she's around and I miss a day, she calls and says, "What am I supposed to read while I have my coffee in the morning!" and I promptly get up a post.

She's in Israel, visiting the Wailing Wall, drinking the best coffee in the world, and hanging out at St. Peter's house, so my posts are slightly less important to her right now.

See how important accountability is? Get a critique partner, writer friends!!

And lest you worry, Furball is staying here. He's scheduled to have his nails cut soon. He loves me so much when I do that. He makes his famous haunted kitty sounds.

I've been plugging along really well at 500 words a day - until recently, when I realized I was at the point where I needed to tie up lots of loose ends, and answer posed story questions, and I couldn't because I'd dropped too many threads and couldn't remember all the questions I needed answers to.

So, I stopped to write plot cards. This is the first time I've done it effectively, and I can really see the value. Now, I've got them all written and color coded and I just need to read through them one more time before I'm ready to tackle chapter 20 tomorrow. Well, tomorrow is Boop's 4th birthday, so let's say Thursday!

Also, a shout out to Authoress for the notecarding tips!

4 comments:

Anissa said...

Hooray for notecards! Keep at it. :)

September 1, 2009 at 11:42 AM
Kimber Li said...

Oooh, the best coffee in the world! Is she bringing you back some? Next time she wants you to post, tell her to send coffee first.
;)

September 2, 2009 at 8:32 AM
L-train said...

Oh Robin, if you need someone to harass you while Traci is gone, just let me know. I also feel lost without a little morning your updates :-)

September 2, 2009 at 9:09 AM
Robin Lemke said...

L - harassing is welcome! Please harass!

Kimber - I love, with a crazy devotion, Turkish coffee. Of course, in Israel, I'm sure it's referred to as Israeli coffee or Jerusalem coffee, but it's just as delicious and wonderful. You have to make it with a special pot and special coffee with special spices, so it's kind of an ordeal to make. So much better to have a cute Israeli in the bazaar make it himself and invite you to sit with him. ;)
A- thanks for the encouragement!

September 2, 2009 at 9:18 AM

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