The writing cave

Poking my head out for a minute…

Is the Harry Potter movie still out? I lost track of it after mum stood me up in Vegas to play the penny slots instead of going on a movie date with her dear daughter.

“Bah!” I could hear her saying. “You can watch Harry Potter anywhere.”

Back to the cave. I’m supposed to start fast drafting a novella today and I need to ship the D&P manuscript to Little Sis along with some form of bribe. Nothing edible. The last bribe was a disaster when the squeezable bottle of condensed milk busted open in the box. Don’t ask. Little Sis likes condensed milk — just not all over manuscript pages when she’s critiquing them. Maybe that’s why she panned everything from Chapter 12 on…

I think I’ll go see Harry Potter this weekend if I can get this novella drafted. 🙂

Technical tolerance

There must be a word for this. Not quite IQ…something about being able to assimilate and organize technological data well. Like I’m meant for it — though I really came to computers pretty late in the game.

In any case, I have a high affinity/tolerance for electronic info. I discovered it early on when I first started clunking around at the UCLA computer lab. It’s not like I’m a computer whiz. I’m not. But I naturally mesh with file systems and electronic organization and data on-screen. I rarely lose e-mails in the shuffle. Because I read them and categorize the important ones in my head and answer them later. I know there are computer based tools for that, but I don’t use them. I should.

All I can say right now is — Too much! TILT. Unable to compute.

Okay, Matrix. You win. Guess I should set boundaries.