Chapter Three: Come on, just write something.

Well.  Yesterday actually proved to be a busy day at work (don't worry -- it's only because I did all of my tasks for the week) and this morning, I had the pleasure of sitting through a 2-hour Microsoft Excel workshop!  While we were supposed to be learning how to manage our workbook windows, I was busy doing this:

The instructor never should have gone over all of the various ways to make your formatting inappropriate for the workplace.  I obviously got a little carried away and there was no turning back.  Seeing as there were only two people in the class, it was also pretty difficult to make it seem like I was still following him -- lots of vacant head nodding.  I am proud to say he only caught me laughing once.

On the novel front, I lost a lot of momentum after taking a break for the weekend.  I also hit a wall, and this is what was written on it: Anna, you have no idea how to write male characters.  I fell into a slump when I realized this yesterday.  Allie had finally left the wedding and was riding to the reception with her "best guy friend," and I sat and stared at the computer when trying to come up with dialogue for the two of them.  It made me think.  Do I have any guy friends?  I know I used to, but somehow we seem to have drifted apart.  Also, I'm not sure any of those friendships were completely free of sexual tension -- even if nothing was acted upon.  Was Harry right?  Can men and women not really be friends? 

Anyway, I feel like it's pretty much inevitable that something is going to happen between Allie and her friend after this wedding reception, even though I didn't start out with that intention.  It seems plots really do write themselves sometimes.  The wisdom of the internet* rings true once more!

To avoid losing momentum again, I've set a goal.  Are you ready?  Here it is:

I will finish chapter one by the end of this week.  I WILL.

Wish me luck. 

 

*and Alison "Fancy" Kirkham.