Another Week Gone By

Well, here it is: my weekly post. I don't even know where to start this one. So much has happened, and yet I've gotten so little done. Let's start with an easy subject. We're still in a draught. It hasn't rained since June 19, and you can't even call the river a river anymore. There's only ankle-deep water, and, to be honest, it's kind of scaring me. People go on and on about global warming, but it's like we're finally seeing the proof. The average daily temperature has stayed above 30 degrees Celsius this summer. For you Americans, that's 85 degrees Fahrenheit.

That being said, I have no energy to do anything. I am doing my best to get as much work as I can done on Treason, but it seems like my best isn't going to be good enough this time around. It's a good thing that I gave myself a one-month buffer. I wanted to have the first draft done before leaving for Nova Scotia, but I highly doubt that it is going to happen. I am working on card number fifteen out of twenty-eight (I dropped one idea), and in the next five days leading up to our departure, I am scheduled to work thirty-five hours at my waitressing job. It may not seem like much, but work starts at 7 in the morning every day, and in this heat, running around leaves me dead by the time three o'clock rolls around.

I had a little bit of reorganizing to do in terms of story chronology, which is one of the perks of having everything written out on individual cards. It was not helped, however, by my open window and ceiling fan. Ceiling fans and open windows like to make cards flutter around.

Do any of you have a Wreck This Journal? I saw something about it as I was browsing last night, and I was curious enough to go out and buy one today. It's probably one of the most hilarious things I have ever seen. The title says it all; it's a journal that is made for you to destroy. Each page has a different prompt on it to get you to do crazy things with your journal. Some of them are things like "Tie a string to this journal. Go for a walk, drag it.", "Infuse this page with a smell of your choosing.", "Find a way to wear the journal.", and "Take a shower with this journal." I don't know if I'll be able to complete it, seeing as I'm such a perfectionist and that I absolutely need to keep all of my books in the condition that I bought them in. It'll be a challenge. 


As a special treat for you all this week, I'll leave you with a bit from Treason!



“Nick, if there was some other girl, would you tell me?”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean if you met someone else that lived closer to you, would you tell me, or stay the same?”
“What the hell? What kind of question is that?”
“Why are you getting so defensive?”
“Are you accusing me of cheating on you?”
“No, I never said that. It’s funny that you brought it up, though.”
“What is that supposed to mean?”
“It’s supposed to mean that maybe you’re going to lose interest in me because when we see each other, we don’t sleep together.”
“You think that I just want you for sex? When did you be come so fake, Sara? I really didn’t think that you were that type of girl when I met you.”
“I’m just saying that it’s a possibility.”
“What’s a possibility? Me cheating on you? Sara, do you even know me at all? When the hell did this stupid idea pop into your head?”
“It’s been there for a while, actually.”

Copyright © 2012 by Diana Knight

Anyway, I'm off. I need to get ready to go to work in thirteen hours... I'll talk to you all next week from NOVA SCOTIA!


Love you all, and please pray for rain!
Diana


This week's song is Titanium by David Guetta feat. Sia