So, yeah.
My laptop died a few weeks ago. It was working just fine one evening; I was running a virus scan. I left it running as I was getting ready for bed, and Brian, nice guy that he is, closed the laptop's lid for me. And the next morning, it wouldn't work. The lights are on but nobody's home.
And, yes, there is one working computer in the house (the one I'm writing on now). It's my sister's laptop and I hate it, so I avoid it most of the time.
The long and short of that is that I haven't been writing much lately. I suppose I could write longhand, but it seems when I do that, the work never gets translated to an electronic version. So, instead I'm stalled.
I think I've got most of the draft of Seeking saved on my external hard drive. To be honest, I'm too afraid to check. I'm afraid that the version I have saved will be from weeks before the computer crash.
But I'm finding having this time away from the story is good for me. I'm able to look at it objectively without getting sick of rereading it over and over and over.
I've realized I have to pick up the pace. I've known that I've just been writing bare bones, but those bones are old and moving slowly. I need to add some muscle and speed the pace a bit. And I've been thinking of ways to do it.
So perhaps later this week I'll actually break out the portable hard drive. Maybe I'll just start moving forward from where I am (and hope the person I'm having look at my laptop can salvage the original version). But I know I need to move forward.
In other news, I'm going to be at a local author event in two weeks. It's exciting! It's on Sunday, October 9 from 11 am to 5 pm at Leon & Lulu in Clawson, MI (96 W 14 Mile). My friend Rachel Schurig (author of Three Girls and a Baby) will also be in attendance.
Huzzah! I'm very excited.
