Well, after several intense days, I am delighted to say that TIP has been dropped into the FedEx box about half a mile from my home, to be delivered to my editor at Steeple Hill on Friday. Man, it feels good to be done with it. Not that I get any time off. I’m too far behind, so tomorrow I begin reading through RTM to get myself back into the story, then write, write, write.
Deadlines are a necessary part of this business, especially if you are a self-supporting writer who depends on advances (and with luck, royalties) for your livelihood. Many writers, myself included, need deadlines to help kick us in the creative behind every now and then. But deadlines can also make a writer feel dead, physically and mentally.
Every time a deadline is met, I feel like dancing in celebration. So here is my Snoopy dance for TIP.
I love to watch Figure Skating, especially during the Olympics. It’s the only sport I enjoy watching on TV. Until this year, the Ice Dancing was my least favorite. The scoring was so whacked, the winner decided long before the couples ever performed. It seemed crooked to me.
I remember the brouhaha over the lift that Torvill and Dean did about 20 years ago. Had he lifted her above his shoulders even slightly? If so, that was a huge no-no. They could have been disqualified. Well, now the women skaters are being lifted above shoulders and spun furiously. And the scoring has been greatly improved. What counts is the actual performance in question. It was great to see the US win the silver.
Tonight begins the women’s competition. With Michelle Kwan gone, I’m rooting for Sasha Cohen. That girl has so much elegance, beauty, and talent. I pray that she won’t get hit with Olympic nerves and will come home with the gold.
My DVR is set to record both the Olympics and American Idol tonight.