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Update by Ray Printer Friendly

I would like to start out by saying thank you to Charlie Mine. I appreciate the fact that you've been posting in my absence, and it means a lot to me.

I would also like to ridicule Trey for not stepping up to post, as I'm pretty sure he drunkenly promised that he would. Now, I'm not one to hold a guy to drunken promises, usually. You dump liquor through lips, odd things are gonna come out. Sometimes, it's just confessions of love, or whiskey-scented vomit. Other times, it's dangerous oaths.

But if you can't trust a drunk guy to commit to write on The Strangelands, what can you believe in?

But let's move on...

A lot has happened since I talked to you guys last, most of it in that first week. I was determined to stay focused on this writing business, so of course, life had to screw with me.

It started small--the coffee boiling over and burning, stinking up my apartment. Okay, I can write through a haze of coffee smoke, heaven knows I've written through hazes of worse.

But then my computer got a virus. No, I wasn't looking at porn. I feel the need to point that out, even though I know you won't believe me. If I was lookingat porn, I'd just admit it and warn you away from whatever site infected me up. It was a link dump that I visit on a regular basis, and have never had a problem with.

I don't remember the exact link description, but it was one of those things like, "Thanks, internet, my eyes will never be the same." Something like that.

I didn't even care about seeing it, that's the thing. I was eating supper, and didn't feel like scrolling, so I clicked the link to kill the seconds it took for me to put the spoon in my mouth.

The virus alerts popped up immediately, those fake ones telling you all about how you have to buy new anti-virus software RIGHT NOW!

I yanked the wireless adapter out, hoping that I could avoid a serious infection, but knowing that it was already too late. That was what? Two weeks ago? Something like that. Tonight, I have finally accepted the fact that my computer will have to be formatted (deleting everything on it), or just flat-out thrown away.

I love my computer--it has plenty of sentimental value--so I'd prefer to fix it instead of trash it, but much like everything in my life, I won't hesitate to throw it away if it gives me too much trouble (hope you're listening, Mom--we'll have kids when we're damn good and ready).

Anyway, I bought this netbook a while back: a Lenovo ideapad. It's a cool little bastard, and I've been incredibly thankful for it, even though I wasn't sure if it was a good idea at the time of purchase.

I installed Open Office on it, after trying to use both Zoho writer and Google Docs. Google Docs no longer allows offline use, and Zoho was all weird about it (plus, it auto-saved every 60 seconds, which screws with the cadence of your writing something terrible).

I will probably document this all later, which will be boring as hell, but will give me something to post in the month of December.

Also, my car broke. We got it fixed, but it was a few days of extra stress. There were also another million or so of the little irritants that were on par with the burned coffee, and a couple of mid-level problems that involved blood and burning eyes. Not really worth getting into.

But here's what I'm up to right now (I figure I should actually make this an update, since that's what I'm titling this post):

I've got 42,186 words written. The goal for NaNoWriMo is 50,000, which I'll hit easy, but I'm aiming for 80 grand, in the hopes of actually finishing the novel. It'll be a piss-poor novel, obviously, but it will be whole.

My desktop is basically scrap at this point, so it looks like I'll be finishing the entire project on the miniature screen of my netbook. The romantic-writer side of me kind of likes the idea. The realist side of me would prefer a screen I can see when I'm three sheets to the wind.

My fingers have learned that no matter how much they bleed, I'm not stopping, and my liver has learned that no matter how much it tries to escape out of my rectum, it's not getting away, and I'm not slowing up on the drinking.

And I'm pretty sure that's exactly where I should end this update.


Comments:
Entered By Charlie Mine From Dining Room, with a candlestick
2010-11-17 01:43:53

You're welcome, but I should be thanking YOU. Do you have any idea how long it's been since I've written anything? But early this month I did my daily Strangelands drive-by, and I was like, "Huh. Ray's not posting much." And then I was like, "Oh, yeah, he said he wouldn't 'cuz of that Nano thing. He was asking his writer-friends to fill in....Oh, crap. I'm one of his writer friends! Did I say I'd help? I can't remember! Aaaaaaaahhhhhh!" And...well...yeah. So thanks. Love the line about your liver trying to escape your rectum, btw. ;P


Entered By Kimberley From the other side of this computer screen
2010-11-17 02:27:30

Thanks for not blaming me... :)



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