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08 November 2007 @ 09:11 am
the fifth notebook  
Feeling much better health-wise today, but getting genuinely concerned about my missing novel notebook. It's only one of five, but the more I think about it, the more convinced I become that it's full of brilliant ideas that I wrote down and then promptly forgot. And the fact that I usually write in bars makes both the prompt forgetting of ideas and the potential losing of notebooks pretty likely. Ah well, I'll keep looking, maybe stop by the Taproom and see if it ended up in their Lost & Found. I could very easily see myself getting de-railed by this if I'm not careful.

Listening to: The Polyphonic Spree - "Wig in a Box"
themacguffin on November 8th, 2007 02:51 pm (UTC)
you just know that one day it will appear on eBay as "The Missing Novel Pages"
Diary of an Ass Monkey: amd: green tikiassmonkeydiary on November 8th, 2007 03:54 pm (UTC)
Hehe... I really can't help but fantasize about what someone would make of it if they did find it. It's full of people with foreign names talking about assassinations and taking drugs and having sometimes unusual sex.
a foxy vixen, so illustriousgloriamunty on November 8th, 2007 03:09 pm (UTC)
On the one hand, I very much hope that you find your notebook; you can imagine that goes straight to my heart. On the other hand, yeah, don't talk yourself into getting derailed. (She said, slightly derailed herself.)
Diary of an Ass Monkey: amd: orange peekassmonkeydiary on November 8th, 2007 03:51 pm (UTC)
But it's soooo easy.... I just say, well, (1) I can't start the real writing until I get all my notebooks transcribed an put in chronological order, and (2) I can't transcribe the missing notebook until I find it.

Boom! I get to watch all the tv I want and sign back up for my online role playing game until I find it!

I can even get all metaphysical about it, thinking that this is a sign that I'm not meant to be writing at this time!
xterminal on November 8th, 2007 03:46 pm (UTC)
I've had notebooks stolen from me in the past, and I can fully understand the derailment. Well, at least, unless I'm drunk. heh. (I spent three drunk years trying to re-write two poems from a stolen notebook I hadn't typed into the computer yet...)
Diary of an Ass Monkey: comics: monkey typingassmonkeydiary on November 8th, 2007 03:48 pm (UTC)
Out and out stolen? Do you know by who?

If nothing else, hopefully this will teach me not to wait so damn long to do the transcribing.
xterminal on November 8th, 2007 03:52 pm (UTC)
Nope. It was 1988, and I was in college, and therefore drunk 24/7. My backpack got heisted from the lobby of the cafeteria. Not only the poetry notebook, but all my Graham Swift novels, too. Not happy-making at all, I tell you.
Diary of an Ass Monkey: amd: tropical peekassmonkeydiary on November 8th, 2007 03:55 pm (UTC)
That really stinks.
Pallaspallasathene8 on November 9th, 2007 12:13 am (UTC)
Gridley, you bad, bad boy. No derailing, and no more losing notebooks.