Monday, February 26, 2007

Progress? are we doing with our WIPs? I'm happy to report that I'm now up to page 75 on mine, which is exactly where I wanted and needed to be to date. My agent is leaving on her fabu-honeymoon, and I've promised her the first half of the book (about 150 pages) when she returns. So, as of now, I have about three weeks to revise/rewrite/overhaul the remaining 75 pages. And I think that's totally do-able. My goal is to have gotten to page 100 (at least) by the end of this week.

What is yours?

I'm sorry I'm not answering a question today. I am SOOO farking tired. (Yes, farking is my feeble attempt to curb my swearing, as my two-year old now repeats every. single. thing. we say, and it's high time that my husband and I clean up our language. I, however, am much more successful than he is at this, and I live in fear of what my son might blurt out on his first day of preschool in September. Thus, my attempt to get my husband to swap in non-swear words for similar sounding, but much worse, actual swear words.) Anyway, I went to the gym late last night, and as a result, I couldn't get to sleep, despite the Oscar's best attempts to put me to sleep. Wow, was that a boring ceremony or what?? I was up almost the entire night - hearing my horrid upstairs neighbors tromp about (despite REPEATED!!!!! notes and discussion asking them to be a little more aware of the fact that they sound like 6000 pound elephants) and then hearing various people shovel snow off the sidewalk in the middle of the night. WHY??? I ask you, was that necessary?? Then, to top if off, I absolutely could NOT get this random song from Music and Lyrics (that, yes, my husband was kind enough to see with me) out of my head, and I played it on repeat in my mind over and over while I tossed and turned. (Side note: I actually sort of dig this song, but Hugh Grant, as delicious as he is, is not a singer born.)

Anyway, the long and the short of it is that I'm pooped. So no question today. But if you have more questions, please do send them my way. A few people mentioned that they didn't know how to email me, so here's my addy:


Rob Brooks said...

I'm up to 85,600 words. My goal was 90K, but I think I'll run over. I'd love to finish my first draft this week. It's a possibility, if I get a few good nights to work.

Unknown said...

I too have who my fiancé and I call "elefanté" living above my head. She wears wooden clogs (also despite a discussion). Who wears wooden clogs!?

Allison Winn Scotch said...

LOL, Lauren. I hear you! And feel your pain.

Congrats, Rob...keep it up!

Gina Black said...

Allison--you have my utmost respect (the ut ut uttiest) that you have written 75 pages with a baby and Small Person. Wow. No wonder you're farking tired. I'm farking tired for you. ;)

Allison Winn Scotch said...

Hee! Well, to be fair, I'm not writing all of these pages from scratch - some are part of my previous draft, so that definitely makes it easier!