06/25/00 -- Unmotivated Girl at Clarion!

Dum-da-dum!

Yep, I'm unmotivated girl.  I feel like I've managed to get nothing done all weekend.  Which is probably because I haven't.  I was going to write one of these first person stories listed down there.  I was going to start another story.  I suck.

Okay, I don't.  I've just been so... drained... all weekend.  I slept for almost 11 hours last night.  I guess I needed it.  But prying myself out of bed was just as hard after 11 hours as it has been after 3 or 5.

Back still hurts, too.  I'll give it another couple of days to sort itself out.  If it doesn't, I'll probably go over to the health center or I'll find myself a chiropractor or a massage therapist (or both).

I honestly don't know what I did today.  Talked with Karen a little bit about "Mockingbird Girl" after I got email from Sean.  There are some problems that he pointed out and that Karen pointed out, as well.  So I know going into tomorrow that it isn't perfect ... not that I had expected it to be, but its nice to know that I'll get some chomping from my classmates so I can try and toughen up my skin for it.

After that, I grabbed Jennifer and we went down to the cafeteria for lunch.  We were going to free-write.  Instead, we wound up talking about some of the stuff that happened (and/or was rumored to have happened) at previous Clarions.

We got to free-writing a little while after that.  Out on the deck behind the cafeteria.  There were squirrels.  Big, macho squirrels who swaggered like cowboys and asked with a twitching of their bottle-brushed tails, Hey baby, what's your sign?  I free-wrote about the squirrels.  After the twins.  The twins are working their way into a new first person story, one that I feel a little more inspired by than Nate's story I started yesterday.  *sigh*

Dinner was a barbeque out behind Van Hoosen.  What happened after we ate and had birthday cake for Stuart and Adam, I probably shouldn't talk about. *innocent grin*  Suffice it to say that those present had a great time.  *teehee*

Back to my room after dinner to work on my story and to read/critique stories for tomorrow morning.  I feel like, well, like I got nothing useful accomplished all weekend.  I wanted to have one story finished.  At least one.  If I'd started a second one, I would've been really happy.

Maybe I'm pushing myself too hard.  But I don't want to get into the "I've got stories in the queue" mentality that'll make it too easy to slack off, though.

Maybe I'm not pushing myself hard enough.  I don't know.

 

Okay, so other folks are talking about their productivity here.  I decided I may as well, too. This list (and my productivity) is subject to change without notice. :)
Title	Word Count	Finished	Critiqued?
"Where the Blood Roses Grow" Week one, first story.  Wahoo.  And I was worried that something wouldn't come.	5000	6/13	6/15
"Uprooting the Tree" Will probably change the title at some point.	3400	6/16	6/19
"Mockingbird Girl" I think I'm happiest with this story, so far.	2800	6/19
"Poor as Paupers, Rich as Royalty" My challenge story from Sean's week.  I hated writing it.  It gave me a toothache.	2000	6/22
That fucking first person narrative (not yet complete)	(400)
That other fucking first person narrative (not yet complete) Actually, I like this one better than the one above it ... which is why I'll probably finish it first.	(1283)