No-Edits Wednesday
As I mentioned yesterday, last night was a night off from edits while I went to dinner and attended the Michael Buble concert downtown. We had a wonderful time (especially since the loud-talking, possibly drunk girls with tickets for the two seats beside Ruth left during the second song from the warm-up band, Naturally 7, and never came back!).
While I had a really great time at the concert and am glad I went, it reminded me, though, of why I so rarely attend concerts. I enjoyed the music, Michael’s banter with the crowd, and being with friends. But as he was singing, all I could think of was how much stuff I could have gotten done at home while listening to music. This is what happens to me during concerts, though. I’ve written before about how I’ve taken home napkins filled with a new scene or a three-foot-square piece of paper table cloth covered with plot brainstorming—written while sitting through concerts. Then, there’s the fact that I’m totally feeling my age this morning—plus at least ten years!
All that to say that, while I would enjoy going to another one of his concerts, I’m thinking I’ll wait a couple of years—and hope it’s on a Friday or Saturday, instead of a weeknight when I have to go to work the next day.
Tonight . . . the plan is to get through at least four more chapters. I will record the two episodes of LOST that air tonight and save them to watch until after I’ve completed the hand-written edits (that’s a big challenge and incentive for me!). One of the chapters I face tonight contains a scene that I’ve disliked ever since I wrote it—it’s a conversation between Anne and George that I wrote when my grad school mentor told me she didn’t think George was coming across as British enough. So I forced a conversation between the two of them about some of the idiosyncrasies of Southern slang that George was trying to figure out. Since I originally wrote that, I started working with and have become really good friends with a gal who is actually British—in fact, she’s my walking buddy whom I go to the gym with after work every day. So I’ve been picking her brain for something real I can have them discuss (culture-difference) and have a great topic. Tonight, I just need to figure out how to work that into the situation.
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I had the equivalent of 5 cups of coffee this morning. Wait a sec, better make that 6 cups…I think the styrofoam cup from the cafe upstairs probably counts as 2. š Can’t WAIT to see how I feel around 2 or 3 o’clock this afternoon. LOL!
And seriously, I am still amazed by how you used your superpowers and made those 2 annoying women next to me disappear. That was AMAZING. š I truly do believe they were at the very least a bit tipsy…on the road to being loud drunk. From the smell it sure wasn’t ginger ale in their cups. š
I’m so glad things worked out that you could come!!
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Huh. I don’t care for concerts much either. Aside from the reasons you mention, Kaye, I’ve discovered I don’t like to be sung to, unless I’m working around the house or driving. And then I’m singing along. I like to sing. I love to worship. I don’t like to sit still and listen to someone else sing to me. I doubt I’d go see Josh Groban, one of my favorites, in concert. Well, maybe if I was given the tickets. But then, there’s that crowd issue I have…. *s*
You’re taping LOST??? Wow. That’s willpower, bruthah.
Glad you’ve found a British friend to vet that aspect of the book. It’s invaluable to have “native speaker” contacts, I’ve found. I’m been active on a writers forum that draws writers from all over the globe. If I need German, they’re there. French, got it. Aussie or British English (in all its various forms) not a problem.
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Oh, and with French, if you give three French speakers a phrase to translate, with social context, you’ll get back three different translations and a lively debate on why each one believes their translation is the only correct one. *s*
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Sigh…been kicked down the ladder behind edits and LOST…:D
You can do it, girl! Remember how you are longing to fix that scene and you’ll have TONS of willpower to wait to watch LOST.
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We drove down to Baton Rouge and back on a Sunday, when 3 of the 5 attendees had to get up and go to work the next morning. But it was so worth it!!!!!! We even hung around outside afterwards to get his autograph. Man is he short…
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