Thursday, October 16, 2008

Coffee good-no sleep bad

Well, once again, Mark the re-write god was shining on me yesterday. (I don't know if he will come out and play today or if Cate Gardner is going to steal him from me) We managed to get through my daily goal of 1000 words on my YA re-write and then has out a first draft of a flash piece for 52 Stitches. It didn't start out that way. My original goal was for the Cat tales antho but I couldn't put cats into a positive light.

Currently I am running on little sleep because I was up until almost 3:00 am with my boy. I have no clue why every other night he decides to pull an all-nighter but last night was the night. I will need to chug coffee today during my session with the old laptop.

7 comments:

Catherine J Gardner said...

Ooh, there's another Cat Tales anthology - I am so going to enter NaNoWriMo with no plot at this rate.

Thanks for the loan of Mark, he enabled me to write the first draft of a very un-funny story.

Natalie L. Sin said...

I haven't written in a long time. None of my ideas are coming together : P

Aaron Polson said...

Those little ones really cause havoc with sleep, don't they?

Jamie Eyberg said...

Cate- all you need is 50,000 semi-coherent words in November. Remember, conversations into nothingness count.

Nat- I am going to loan you Mark the re-write god for awhile, just until you get your mojo back. :)

Aaron- you sound like you speak from experience? We did see a fox on our drive last night around 2 am. that was cool.

Barry Napier said...

Dammit...cats in a positive light. I wonder if they accept stories where cats are really quite violent yet, in the end, manage to be superior to us?

Perhaps I should query?

Rob Brooks said...

My boys are about a year and a half apart. I didn't get a full nights sleep from the time the first was born till over two years later. Good luck, soldier.

Carrie Harris said...

Seriously. I think there's something in the water, or some planetary interference or something. My girls haven't slept through the night in four FREAKING weeks. I'm so tired. So very tired.

Obviously, I feel your pain.