The Fountain Pen

I may have learned something these past two days, something that could spell disaster for me. If my weekend was any indication of the weekends to come I am doomed. Perhaps doomed is too strong of a term, it might be better to say I will be greatly inconvenienced and pressured. I was wholly unable to do any planning this weekend, and I had high hopes for it. Looking back on my weekend I am not sure what happened. Saturday I was in terrible pain (and I already know it is near impossible for me to do any quality thinking when my body is not cooperating), I had a football game to listen too (we won!), and a party to attend. Today I was again in [much] pain, and we hand out-of-town friends we entertained all afternoon (much longer than we anticipated) and then I had to run tech-support for my brother which took up the rest of the time. So maybe I won’t be so doomed afterall. It looks like all I have to do is arrange my schedule so I get my writing done before I do anything else, or suffer the burden of an extra 4,000 words due Monday night.

On a different note, I did take some time out tonight (while on the phone with my brother) to re-arrange my desk to better suit my current working habits. I used to use a workstation exclusively, but ever since I got my iBook I have not spent any time worth noting on my desktop machine. My desk was almost unusable for my laptop because the monitor was in the middle, and I want my laptop in the middle. Now I am in happy land, with my monitor off in a corner (running dual screen too) and room for my laptop, my Lava Lamp, a desk lamp, and plenty of open desk space to keep my mind from dwelling on clutter. In my mind, I am all set for writing … as far as my environment goes. :) I can only hope I have enough notes and points in my outline to keep me from getting writer’s block in November.