There's nothing like a self-imposed writing deadline to make a weekend seem really, really short. Especially since it means I now have only three weeks in which to write 50,000 words. Sigh.
So what in the heck was I doing with my precious writing time? Well, writing song lyrics. I swear, it's like pulling teeth. On Saturday morning, I listened about a bajillion times to the two songs I'd promised I'd have ready for Saturday evening's practice. The first one started to develop some depressing lyrics about friends of ours who died. I tried to force the song to be about something else, but it wasn't happening so I went ahead and finished it.
That left me with one more song to do. After I played it over and over, I saw how it could be about an auto race, except that it had an instrumental intro that didn't fit in with that theme at all. I went ahead and wrote the car race lyrics (I even did some research!).
The band liked both songs and we're dropping the out-of-place intro to the racing song. I told them we could use the intro when we do the long-form version of the video for MTV, but that it doesn't make sense otherwise. (If you're new to this blog, that was a joke.)
Practice lasted hours. We watched the DVD from our October 22nd party. We ran through all our songs and worked on trouble spots. We went out for barbecue, watched a couple hours of VH1 Classic Metal Mania, and mocked or praised the bands as needed. We also tried really hard to think of a good band name, but we're still drawing a blank on that.
So what was my excuse
today on Sunday (you caught me post-dating)? Pure laziness. I slept in, watched football, goofed around online, recorded some vocal tracks over instrumental versions of the new songs and basically enjoyed a beautiful, fall day.
It is possible for me to catch up on the novel? Maybe. Once I get going, I can spew out an awful lot of verbiage. (See http://averagejane.blogs.com, February 2004 to present.) Tonight is free and clear...as long as I don't get distracted.