I’m sooo tired.
I was fine until 11:30, when Boss3 called to urgently request edits done to a file that can’t be edited. The person who can edit it is out of town. This needs to be done by closing time, EST.
30 seconds later, just in case I wasn’t sure how the day was going, my computer hung– it did recover, but I was about screaming by the time it did.
3 hours later and a little cyber b&e, we had the files edited as requested. For those 3 hours, I was burning pure adrenaline– barely even ate, really. And now? Now the adrenaline’s gone and I’m nosediving. I can barely even focus my eyes, I’m so wiped.
Plus, I should probably leave early to avoid the inevitable 4:30 PM on Friday “emergency.” I have a feeling there’s one on its way….
I’m going to Coffee Society this evening to join the Nanoedmo-ers again– twice in 2 weeks– a record!
I’m going to work on my Scog story, which I plan to submit to Planet Relish, a comic science fiction/fantasy e-zine run by a very funny guy.
I also plan to take another whack at “City Water,” which is my little, somewhat-predictable horror story generated at Story Starter, just prior to this entry and this one, back in December. It is, by the way, not at all the story that I had planned to write. Instead, it’s about a plumber named “Wil” who gets called in to work on the plumbing at a funeral parlor, and the nasty stuff that inhabits the pipes there.
Story Starter produced this when I just visited it. Perhaps I will attempt something like this tonight instead:
My main character/protagonist is a male. My main character is a senator. An archetype present in my story is Fisherman. A key object or symbol in my story is a bowling ball. My story will be set in a New Orleans brothel. My story is about sadness.
A male senator looking for sadness in a New Orleans brothel has a character-driven storyline driven by the prostitute he’s visiting (who also happens to bowl) and her boyfriend, who is a fisherman who comes by one afternoon and is really pissed off, not because she’s a prostitute, but because she’s fucking a senator who’s been gutting fishing rights for the past 4 years. A brawl ensues, and the fisherman is killed when the senator bludgeons him with the bowling ball, thus also ending his political career in scandal.