Random Thoughts of a Writer on Deadline

I should be set.

The kids are finally in bed. The puppy has been run all around the yard. And the clock reads 9:38 p.m. Scratch that, Jonathan is up and out of bed...again. Sigh.

You wonder when the books you read get written? Often in either the early hours of the morning -- some of my friends get up as early as 4 a.m. That is so not me. Or in the later hours of the day when the house begins to calm down. I've been up since 6:30 (if you don't count Eric waking me up twice on his way out the door before 5:30). So I'm tired.

But I only got 500 words written this morning. So I have to write at least 1500 more before I can call it a day.

I'm actually pretty excited about it though.

You see, today I received a box from Amazon. In it, a CD Songs that Got Us through the War and a book: Everyday Fashions of the Forties. I love that book! It has pages from Sears catalog from 1939-1949. Perfect for the era the book I'm writing it in. The other night I spent twenty minutes trying to match the image of a soldier's hat from a photo with a term. This book won't address that, but it will give me names for styles of dresses, shoes, etc., and let me see what was available in the catalog in 1943. Helpful since I'm about ready to dive back in May 1943.

Ah, the strains of Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy! You've got to love it. Oh, and now it's playing It's been a Long, Long Time. And now, dear friends, I'm jumping back in time 64 years and moving 1500 miles west. Sometimes I really think I would have enjoyed the 40s -- I love the music and movies. Can you see my contented smile from here?

Oh, and I hear the water boiling, so in moments I'll have my cup of Chocolate Hazelnut decaf tea with a biscotti next to me. That's the perfect recipe for a great night of writing if you ask me. Check back tomorrow to see how I did.