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Was up at 7:30. Have eggs in me (tarragon and cream cheese scrambled eggs, tarragon to spice them without salt and cream cheese to stretch the eggs a little, as there were only two... we are deliberately dwindling down the cottage summer foodstock), and half a blueberry muffin. My father-in-law is going to install three-prong outlets so I can use a true monitor in the basement, and I am writing (first drafting!) on the tiny laptop next to the guinea pigs, while I wait. (I could start editing on the tiny laptop screen, but I don't think you know how crazy that makes me. I can settle into it if I have no other option and if I am very disciplined about it, but I'll need my store of willpower today for other things...)

I drove to the cottage last night through spurts of driving rain. I wasn't a fan of it at the time, since I was so sleepy towards the end, but it was late and traffic was light, and I only saw one animal (possum), and... I don't know. I had been planning to stay home last night and edit, then drive out this morning, but work was beyond crazy yesterday, and I knew the drive would unwind me. It did. I feel like a bobbin half-unreeled.

I unloaded the guinea pigs, came in, wrote five hundred brand new words on a brand new thing, and fell into bed. Woke from vaguely troubled but unremembered dreams to bright sun on distant trees and a storm-dark lake. But the storm is receding, and the dreams fled long ago. I think I have bad dreams to exorcise the bad thoughts from my psyche--and if I don't remember them, or carry them with me in emotion, then I feel that they did their job.

The guinea pigs are here because, for longer weekends, it's easier to bring them out than to ask someone to come in and check on them. We already bring Diabetic Cat with us on weekend trips, so what's another two pets? It's better for them to socialize with us all weekend than to see someone dumping food at them for ten minutes, anyway. I rather like writing next to them--they are cute but generally unobtrusive.

I guess that's all I've got right now. What's everyone else doing for the weekend?

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cathshaffer
Sep. 4th, 2010 01:18 pm (UTC)
Sometimes if I print out stuff I'm editing I can trick myself into thinking I am not 'working.' Editing on that tiny laptop would drive me nuts, too!
asakiyume
Sep. 4th, 2010 05:00 pm (UTC)
Nice thinking of you with the guinea pigs. I'm spending more time upstairs with our guinea pigs now that their primary caretaker has disappeared off to Japan for a year.

This weekend I want to take a picture of this boat in the woods.

Also, your asking me about a novel prompted me to put my brain in gear with regard to the novel I'm supposedly working on. Not that I've actually worked on it, mind. But at least I'm back to thinking about it.
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leahbobet
Sep. 4th, 2010 07:11 pm (UTC)
Revising! With a side of revising! And a small side of cleaning the kitchen a bit.
qrssama
Sep. 4th, 2010 08:05 pm (UTC)
I'm writing an NSF grant this weekend. Mostly.
steve_buchheit
Sep. 5th, 2010 08:30 pm (UTC)
trying to catch up on sleep. Because I'm weak.
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