I finished rewriting one chapter of the newly rechristened Saintree. I had good intentions of getting more done, but was ambushed by a cold. It was yesterday before I managed to get back at it and even then about all I could do was re-read what I'd done
Oh, I cut a few words here and there. I suppose I can be generous and call it work.
I'm throwing in a few extra sentences this week to help with the atmosphere of the selection.
From Saintree:
The evening grew still. Even the coach driver was quiet. Volga listened to the clopping of the horse's hooves and felt compelled to count them. It helped him think.
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Reading didn't fare much better as the cold's accompanying headache muffed up my concentration. I did get some done so here's a bit from The Sun Also Rises, by Ernest Hemingway (Scribner, 2006)
"Finally we went up to Monmarte. Inside Zelli's it was crowded, smoky, and noisy."
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12 comments:
The Sun Also Rises. Damn fine book.
I keep going back and forth in my like/critical view of Hemingway. One of these days I may make a decision.
I definitely sympathize with you! I had a cold all last week and my head was so clogged I couldn't think! I had a couple reviews I wanted to write and was anxiously wanting to work on the next part of my story, but when I would try to write, it wasn't making any sense! Even just commenting on blogs was hard!! I found myself staring at the screen trying to force myself to think!! It was awful! I'm glad to be feeling better now, I hope you are back up to snuff yourself! :)
Man, that was a lot of exclamation marks! :)
David, so far, I agree. I also bought The Old Man and The Sea. I'm looking forward to it.
Tabor, he's clearly made you think. That's good.
Book Nut, I hear you. It was difficult commenting for me, too. I have no idea if I made sense or not.
I'm considerably better today, thanks.
Like your lines. Haven't read Hemingway. Cold worse.
Love the sentences! Hope your cold lets up...stuffy heads aren't conducive to writing.
Thanks, Reb. Hope you're better soon.
Laura, thanks. I'm better, but not quite clear yet.
Hemingway is one of those you have to decide on work by work. Like Dickens.
Sometimes counting does help you think, doesn't it? Something about the rhythm.
I see, Messymimi. Good to know.
I'm not a Dickens fan.
Yes, rhythm is a help.
Ahhh..."....felt compelled to count them. It helped him think."
Sounds like something I should try!!!
Love your Tuesdays!
When I think of Hemingway, I think of his house in Key West. Descendants of his cats still live there.
Thanks, Dawn.
Ron, I often think of those cats. I'd like to see the place someday.
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