Tuesday, August 3, 2010

The Blargs

Ever have a day when you just can't seem to get out of your own way? I tried to write a little bit this morning, but that wasn't working, so I tried to do a little revising of "The Machine". I figured I'd waited long enough, right? Well, that wasn't working, either.

So I figure, hey, I'll go to Barnes and Noble and get myself that China Mieville book I've been wanting to read. What can go wrong there?

I go to leave, but I can't find my keys. I find those ten minutes later, but then I realize I don't know where my wallet is. I spend an hour...AN HOUR...looking for this wallet, tearing my entire apartment to shreds. I found it under a laundry basket on a chair in my room (don't ask). So then I get in the car and go...but there's road work, so a five-minute ride to my favorite bookstore turns into a forty-five minute ride to my favorite bookstore. Is anybody keeping track, because I've counted two hours and fifty five minutes since I decided to leave the house, to actually arriving at Barnes and Noble.

So I pick up The City and The City, and also the 2008 Year's Best Science Fiction, edited by Gardner Dozios, and the story ended fairly well. But I've still got the headache I woke up with today, and I still can't write a damn word of prose.

Hence, BLARG.


  1. You can blame me for your blarg day today. I have officially sucked all of the creative and constructive energy from the universe today and used it for my own purposes and depriving everyone else.
    I have not only done my groceries, washed, dried folded all of the washing for 2 adults and 2 children, but I am now only 2,500 words away from my weekly word goal.
    It's all my fault, and I can assure you I will have the blarg-iest day ever tomorrow!

  2. Blast! I knew someone had sapped me of my juices (and not in a good way!) Damn you, Chazz! DAMMMMNNNN YOOOOUUUUUU!

  3. Ouch. Sounds like a terrible day. I'm sorry about that.

    I'm sure tomorrow will be better though. Just have to stay positive!