Well, we got off to a slightly later start today, but part of that was intentional. I let myself sleep in until after 10 and took my time getting ready. Went out for Indian for lunch with the family and then set sail to find a good place to type.
Panera's? Nope, line out the door and all the outside tables taken.
Starbucks? Nope, too crowded, all the electrical plugs taken. (My Toshiba's battery might last a couple of hours on a good day. No sense taking chances with it today.)
Orinoco Coffee House? Out of business.
B&N? Nope, I was there yesterday, don't want to wear out my welcome.
Books-a-Million? Success!
There was one electrical plug left open and I snagged it and a nearby table. Luckily, unlike B&N, B-A-M doesn't make you pay for the WiFi, so I was able to do a little twittering as well as looking up some SG-1 terminology. I finally was ready to write at 1430 and the next time I looked up it was 1730. I was sitting just over 3300 words. I took a break there and went out with a friend for dinner. We lounged about there and then came home and lounged some more before restarting at 2130. Finally at 2300, I finished my next-to-last chapter and decided enough was enough for the weekend.
Final count for today was 4401 words. Final count for the weekend? 13166 words.
I think that's my highest two and a quarter day total yet. Just shows what a deadline can do for your motivation.
This weekend's experiments with going outside the house to write were interesting. I didn't take my headphones with me for space/weight reasons, so I was writing without my music which is unusual for me. However I did seem to get more work done in less time outside the house than inside. Don't know if it's because I have internet here and not there (usually), so there's less visual distractions or if it's really just the change in scenery.
I may be wandering down in the weeds, but I'm as interested in the writing process as I am in the writing itself. Tis the curse of being an analyst for so long in the Army. I'm almost more interested in the "why" than I am the "who", "what", and "where".
But, I'll worry about that another evening. It's time for bed.
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Words for Today
4401 / 1000 words. 440%
Progress on SG-1: Shadows of the Heart
69218 / 80000 words. 87%
Words for 2009
60654 / 365000 words. 17%
Panera's? Nope, line out the door and all the outside tables taken.
Starbucks? Nope, too crowded, all the electrical plugs taken. (My Toshiba's battery might last a couple of hours on a good day. No sense taking chances with it today.)
Orinoco Coffee House? Out of business.
B&N? Nope, I was there yesterday, don't want to wear out my welcome.
Books-a-Million? Success!
There was one electrical plug left open and I snagged it and a nearby table. Luckily, unlike B&N, B-A-M doesn't make you pay for the WiFi, so I was able to do a little twittering as well as looking up some SG-1 terminology. I finally was ready to write at 1430 and the next time I looked up it was 1730. I was sitting just over 3300 words. I took a break there and went out with a friend for dinner. We lounged about there and then came home and lounged some more before restarting at 2130. Finally at 2300, I finished my next-to-last chapter and decided enough was enough for the weekend.
Final count for today was 4401 words. Final count for the weekend? 13166 words.
I think that's my highest two and a quarter day total yet. Just shows what a deadline can do for your motivation.
This weekend's experiments with going outside the house to write were interesting. I didn't take my headphones with me for space/weight reasons, so I was writing without my music which is unusual for me. However I did seem to get more work done in less time outside the house than inside. Don't know if it's because I have internet here and not there (usually), so there's less visual distractions or if it's really just the change in scenery.
I may be wandering down in the weeds, but I'm as interested in the writing process as I am in the writing itself. Tis the curse of being an analyst for so long in the Army. I'm almost more interested in the "why" than I am the "who", "what", and "where".
But, I'll worry about that another evening. It's time for bed.
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Words for Today
Progress on SG-1: Shadows of the Heart
Words for 2009
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So, Michi and I agreed on a plan of attack. I would spend one day most weekends away from the house. Sometimes I went to the nearby branch of the public library, which offers peace and quiet, but I can't get up to go to the head without worrying about my gear or losing one of the few prime tables. I can't have a drink on the table, etc.
Eventually, I settled on going into my office.
It's a rare occurence that someone's there on weekends, as we all take our laptops home with the ability to work remotely. I take my personal laptop with me; that way I can't log into the secured network and get distracted by 'net surfing, etc. It has the added advantage of being a secure workspace, so I can make a head call, grab something to eat or drink, etc. I can get more work done in a 3-4 hours block there than an entire weekend at the house.
It's weird, even though I'm working in a public place like a library or in a coffee shop, I can block out the ambient noise and conversations and focus on my work, but here at the house, conversations between my wife and daughter just seem to draw my attention like a moth to a flame.
Once the remodeling is done,
Like you, I've not quite nailed an explanation. Is it the implicit discipline imposed by other people? Is it the lack of other possible activities? The need to justify the investment in the cup of coffee? The lack of responsibility for any of the surrounding activity? Or is it that the inner primate works best in the company of others? (But I hate working in offices...)
Congratulations!