6:00 a.m. – Alarm goes off and I stumble downstairs to make coffee.
6:10 – Coffee at my side, I check my emails. Read two digests, reply to one fan letter and delete three spam.
6:15 – Open Word and read a few paragraphs of what I wrote yesterday. Resist urge to delete everything and, instead, get more coffee.
6:30 – Kidlets wake up and make grumbling demands for food and attention. I make breakfasts and school lunches then drive them to school.
8:15 – I’m sitting in my car with my Alphasmart typing while listening to the weather report. It’ll be cold and raining. Again. I get two pages written.
9:00 – Back home. More coffee. More email. Read my favorite blogs.
9:15 – Upload the two pages from my Alphasmart and find it’s three pages – yay! I settle in and write more.
10:15 – More coffee. Online shopping (Oh good! Son number 2’s birthday gift is in stock.)
10:30 – Back to writing.
11:30 – Go grocery shopping. I hate grocery shopping. I grumble the entire time and complain to the produce clerk they should do home delivery. He doesn’t care.
12:30 – return and read what I’ve written. Decide it’s garbage and delete half. Agonize. Then decide it was better than I thought and re-insert the scene (luckily it was only temporarily suspended in a wait-and-see file).
1:30 – I have a small epiphany about how to make a particularly gruesome scene more tasteful. The scene practically writes itself and I’m pleased.
2:45 – Where has the day gone? I hustle out the door to pick up kidlets from school. Then spend hours doing mommy stuff (homework, dinner, driving to piano, Taekwondo and dance lessons)
9:00 – Kidlets are tucked in. I spend an hour packing boxes (8 days until I move!) while watching My Name is Earl and The Office.
11:00 – Open Word and make a couple notes about what I want to write tomorrow.
11:30 – Off to bed with Jane Porter’s fabulous book Flirting With Forty (Buy it. You'll love it.). I dream of Hawaii . . .