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7000 Words a Week
Jul. 31st, 1999 05:24 pmI did not write today, or all last week, so tomorrow my resolve must be set anew. I must reach 1000 words a day-- 7000 words a week.
Currently reading Persuasion and the last Jaran book.
What I have learned:
Mostly I've been comparing the movie against the book for Persuasion, which is not helping me notice other things, but I'm amazed with the off-handed humor of Jane-- and how it doesn't ruin the "passion." The Law of Becoming disappoints a smidge-- I miss Tess.
Actually, it's not true. I have written this week, but none of it was fiction. I should not dismiss the non-fiction. I wrote a great deal of Arthur stuff.
Things I noticed today:
-at the movie theatre, I looked up at a poster advertising "A Dog of Flanders"-- big picture of a man and a bouvier. I felt both pathetic and sad-- couldn't believe I wanted to cry. Why did that pet mean so much? Is it universal, ancestral? I remember an argument with my grandmother about animals and souls when I was 10 or so.
-the utter darkness on the way home-- cloudy night; the sparkling driveway lamps on Golfside, and the dark golf course on the other side. The lights made no impact on the darkness...
Currently reading Persuasion and the last Jaran book.
What I have learned:
Mostly I've been comparing the movie against the book for Persuasion, which is not helping me notice other things, but I'm amazed with the off-handed humor of Jane-- and how it doesn't ruin the "passion." The Law of Becoming disappoints a smidge-- I miss Tess.
Actually, it's not true. I have written this week, but none of it was fiction. I should not dismiss the non-fiction. I wrote a great deal of Arthur stuff.
Things I noticed today:
-at the movie theatre, I looked up at a poster advertising "A Dog of Flanders"-- big picture of a man and a bouvier. I felt both pathetic and sad-- couldn't believe I wanted to cry. Why did that pet mean so much? Is it universal, ancestral? I remember an argument with my grandmother about animals and souls when I was 10 or so.
-the utter darkness on the way home-- cloudy night; the sparkling driveway lamps on Golfside, and the dark golf course on the other side. The lights made no impact on the darkness...
