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So I was supposed to get the book done by the 28th.
My editor had been very, very specific about that. Emphasized it profusely, one might say. It was not the first time he’d given me a deadline and I knew I’d be in trouble if I tested his patience any further. With that in mind and the fact I was completely overwhelmed by the stress of being “almost done with it” for a month, I wrote and wrote, especially harder than usual when the feared day came and I still had to tie scenes together by the tails to make a Rat King of a novel.
Until a series of abrupt interruptions came as I was finishing the last scene.
Contrary to his belief, my attention span does not shift from “absolute” to “none”: it is always completey devoted to the point of absorbing all data about something. Thus I am always, siempre, focused. The problem lies in the fact other parameter shifts instead, and that would be the target of said devotion. Which is, one must comprehend, rather unfortunate when I need to get something done. The world is, whether you choose to see it as a glass half-empty or half-full, a very intricate place composed of a great array of things a creature can learn from and about and, because Knowledge has nearly unlimited potential at the very least from a human’s standpoint, there is quite a lot to be distracted by.
It wasn’t that kind of interruption for once.
The power went down and stayed like that for an hour. During that hour I spent using my BlackBerry as a way of keeping contact with my loved one, who was bound to get worried since she was asleep at the time it happened with the computer speakers cranked and the noise Skype makes when one party disconnects is distressing to say the least, all I could do was wonder if this would go on all day.
Whenever the power would come back, the internet would go down soon after until the day was over. The stress was insane, so I just let it go. The next day, when the situation was better regarding electricity albeit not optimal when it came down to internet connection reliability. Still, with the stressful days came the stressful scenes I needed to write; not to say I wouldn’t be able to execute them although without it the application of the concept would occur in a very different manner because regardless of your initial spark, everything always affects the outcome.
Now I’m a little less (mentally) tired and will try to catch up on all the projects I’ve neglected as I work on the final outline for novel 3, which will probably be even harder to write because it actually has a plot. Or several.
This might be fun.