Monday, March 15, 2010

A Day in the Life

My friend Meghan Ward did a great Day in the Life post last week, and I'm shamelessly using her idea. Below is a typical weekday for me on days when I go into the office (I work at home some days). But no matter what the day, I always keep the routine with my son, and I almost always write or edit after he goes to bed.

6:44 am Wake up unwillingly, stirred by noise from whippersnapper who feels that 6:30 is sleeping in. Drag self from bed, spurred by not wanting whippersnapper to take opportunity to poop in his diaper instead of potty. And he will, if give the chance. Wily wee stinker.

6:50 - 7:30 am Negotiate, plead, and struggle to get whippersnapper dressed. Comfort him if he has a meltdown over choosing his underwear (for no discernible reason other than that he's three). Somewhere in there, get myself showered and dressed. Think that it would be much easier if I got up at 6:00 to do this, and then quickly laugh at the idea.

8:00 - 8:30 am Preschool drop off/commute to work. While in car (after drop off), think of story and characters. Try to understand character arc and motivations of secondary characters, which will affect primary ones. Make note on notepad in car without looking at writing (resulting in unreadable scribbles) about important details I forgot to include.

8:45 - 9:00 am Make a solid go of starting work day, answering e-mail, tackling difficult projects, making huge dent in workload, etc.

9:01 am Peek at blogs.

9:16 am Peek at Twitter.

Repeat until 5 pm, with dashes of work in between. But actually accomplish things.

5:25 pm Get in car, turn up music, think of story and characters. Try to understand character arc and motivations of secondary characters, which will affect primary ones. Make note on notepad in car without looking at writing (resulting in unreadable scribbles) about important details I forgot to include.

5:45 pm - 8 pm Family time: dinner, play, bath, and bed (for whippersnapper).

8 pm - Open laptop, begin writing furiously.

8:01 pm - Open Tweetdeck like effing addict.

8:30 pm -10:30 pm - Plot destruction of nemesis. Perform last edit on blog post for next day. Tweet. Write. Compare story lines with chapter outline or other maps. Cut, prune, polish. Write more. Love characters, love writing new scenes. Delete heinously written lines that were obviously written by a baboon who has no concept of grammar. Despair because there are several of those. Write more.

10:30 pm - Go to bed, read for about 20 mins. Turn off light.

11:00 pm - Begin talking to husband.
Husband groans and says "What time is it? It must be 11, right?"
I say, "No."
He says, "You want to talk every night at 11."
I say, "No, I don't."
We cuddle up and go to sleep (but after talking briefly about nothing much in particular).


I'd love to hear your Day in the Lifes, in the comments or on your blogs.

6 comments:

Julie Dao said...

You are my hero.

Travener said...

Maybe I'll do it some time. You forgot to have lunch.

Simon C. Larter said...

I'm glad you take time to plot my destruction, good lady. I tend to plot yours when I'm driving. And, unlike yours, my auto-scribbles are legible. The plan for your downfall has become rather Byzantine, but was always going to be Machiavellian. I'd say something about Caesarean too, but I don't think that would apply....

Tina Lynn said...

I laughed so hard at the "...peek at blogs..." and "...peek at twitter...". We all know that the pull is undeniable. Oh and I also find it laughable to wake up earlier. No matter how late I am running.

Amber Tidd Murphy said...

8:01 p.m. is my favorite moment of your day. :) I can't wait to steal this post idea!

In all seriousness, I'm inspired by your day -- every bit as full as mine... okay, fuller, because you have the three year old, to boot -- and you still find the energy to write in the evenings.

Meghan Ward said...

I love the working from 8:45-9 a.m. and then e-mail. Ha. And that picture! I got a big hardcover diary when I was 13 that had that picture inside - or maybe it was the one of the girl. Or maybe both. I forget. Anyway, love that picture. And so jealous that you are disciplined enough to write from 8:30-10:30 every night. I am too tired!

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