Monday, September 25, 2006

Monday Morning You Sure Look Fine...

No coffee, no music, but there are words! Oh my! I wrote over 3000 words yesterday, over 6000 for the week. By my reckoning, the book is about half done (whoo hoo!). It is heading towards being too long, but there are worse things--we can always cut. And my husband has provided me with a new signature for my email: "Please don't make any loud punctuation; I am suffering post-grammatic stress syndrome". I put it on the email I sent to my editor last night at 10:30 when I finally sent in my pages for the week. Officially, I am behind by five projects. But somehow the schedule is squishy enough that I still feel okay.

I feel okay in spite of the fact that I am getting slammed with orders: Last night just before I sent off my pages I got an email from the gallery in Florida that faxed in the order Saturday night. It seems their Chicago location is also doing really well with the Morceaux de Verre work and they are going to call today to place another order for there. Yeee Yeee Yeee. I really need to get that firing schedule done first thing this morning!

And now I have a tough choice again. I am scheduled to do another local art fair the weekend after next. That's three weeks before the manuscript is due and in the middle of the firing of all these orders. I have the inventory to do it as I made the inventory for Marietta which I ended up having to cancel. But do I have the time to do it? Can I afford to take two full days out of the studio and off the computer? Right now I feel like, Sure! But I worked hard all weekend this week. Saturday I was in the studio from 9-5, and Sunday I wrote from 10-10. Today is another studio day with maybe some writing thrown in to keep me in practice. It is already the edge of responsibility to cancel two weeks before the show, but waiting any longer would be really wrong. So do I pee, or do I get off the pot?

Coffee is ready, the post is done, it's not even 6:30 am. Time to get that firing schedule done.

2 comments:

Barbara Muth said...

I'd get off the pot...

Bill Paley said...

If you don't pee, your bladder might explode...