I changed the oil in my car, shopped for many things I’d been meaning to get for a while, and arranged for a lawn guy to mow for us because my husband’s allergic to cut grass, and I’m not allowed in direct sunlight for long….because I’m a vampire.
It was clearly an errand day. I feel so productive, and I haven’t even written anything. Dangerous territory, I know, because now I feel I don’t have to write. I’ve already been productive! I don’t know how you farmers, homesteaders, parents, and people with non-writing jobs cope. To have a productive day and then write? To be doubly productive?!?! I would die of smug.
I’ll probably still write some today (I’ve got a cool new idea), but it’ll be hard not to be so self-satisfied that I’ll say, “You know, I DESERVE five hours of non-stop tv.”
In other news, I got another partial request for my manuscript…for five pages. I hope she enjoys them. I know it’s really just to see what my writing style is like, but I hope she’s so sucked in by those five pages that she must have the rest before she goes insane!
Today I have two questions for you. One, how much do you have to accomplish in your day before you’re satisfied, i.e. filled to the brim with productivity? And two, what’s the strangest agent request you’ve ever had?