I've gone into novel writing mode. This is a very good thing.
Yet, to write my novel, I have to give myself space. And Ritalin. And a goal.
When I say I need space, I like to write away from home. I need to go somewhere and purposefully write for 1-2 hours. I'm writing on my travel laptop, not my home PC. Away from home, there is no cat bothering me, no television, no jobs to be done. It's good to write with purpose.
I like public spaces.
The domed reading room at the State Library is a great place. However it can get a bit noisy - students working on projects, that sort of thing. Also, there are a lot of people visiting just to see the dome.
Out the back of the Reading Room is the Redmond Barry Reading Room. I like sitting up in the galleries in one of the corrals. And yes, I have continued with the Coke Zero habit. In know it's not a good look for somebody who gave up caffeine ten years ago.
On the weekend, Jonella let me have her office for an hour while she prepared for her birthday party. I did offer to give her a hand, but she had everything in control. It was a lovely birthday party. And I had a lovely writing session.
And today, I went out to have a coffee with EJ. Recently retired, EJ is busy doing a lot of handy man jobs - painting, gardening, fixing stuff up. After bringing the coffee to his place, he let me sit at his dining room table for an hour to have a write. Very pleasant it was too. It was also nice to trial some of the story on EJ while he was on a break.
When I get to where I want (normally 1000 words or two hours - whichever comes first), I write where I think I should go next. It gives the subconscious time to work things out.
The last words I wrote at this table reads, "Dirty, Dirty Harry."
I'll find myself some coke zero and get onto it.
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