I'm on a four day trip with long layovers. Perfect for writing. I spent the whole day in Atlantic City fixing some minor issues associated with my new first chapter. Pretty much everything fits and I have a good chunk of time tomorrow in Fort Myers before work to get the thing ship-shape.
Now, here are the problems.
1. It's been super nice all week. I hate looking outside at picture perfect days, especially when there are so few of them left before winter takes hold. And that really is a problem. I wish it was winter already. Then, I would have a perfect excuse to stay in and write. The real problem, however, is...
2. Sometimes I get on such a roll, I can't stop. I'm cranking along, typing furiously, making lots and lots of headway. And then, all of a sudden, some other committment comes on like a Mack Truck hitting me head on and I have to stop. It happened today. Work. Bummer.
I actually like my job, but it can be pretty boring. Thankfully, I've recently discovered a game for my iTouch called Hungry Shark. I'm discovering all kinds of nifty hidden things the more I play. And that two and a half hour flight really soars by.
I know, I know, your thinking, Matt, you shouldn't be playing games while you're flying the plane. And you're right. That's a great time for writing. But there are two of us up there, and I just can't write with someone watching me.
Now, back to Atlantic City for a moment. It's late September. Tuesday. The boardwalk was pretty crowded. Which means, either people are extending their vacations into fall, or unemployment drives people to the beach. And there were swimmers. That water's got to be cold. Whatever the reason, I noticed quite a bit of New Jersey shining through in passersby. It seems all those reality shows are giving people the courage to be themselves.
That, by the way, was not a compliment.