Start Page: 75
Target Page: 79
Pages In Between: 4
Current Page: 75 (I HAVE written a little bit today, I swear! True, I've done only about four lines, but that's better than writing nothing at all!)
Pages Written Today: less than one
Pages Left To Go: 4
Location In Story: Romeo is speculating about how her tale will end using references to Shakespeare. She's considering "Hamlet" as a distinct possiblity (the only thing missing is a dead significant other, a deceased parent, and visions of said deceased parent repeatedly haunting her until she does something about the deceased parent's death, which was brought about by her jealous, murderous uncle, who is only jealous but not murderous in this). "Othello" has been ruled out because Othello and Desdemona were Demetrius's parents and they're already dead. Right now, I'm basically just giving Romeo an internal monologue because I need the words and I don't want to end the chapter after only one page. And also to give myself ideas about how to fully transition into the next bit of the novel. And I'm pulling up all the potential Shakespeare references that I can think of without doing a full spoiler of the rest of the book or completely confusing myself.
So that's where I am.
The hardest part about long weekends is all the homework that I've procrastinated on during the entire weekend is starting to catch up with me. Since the days are getting darker earlier, I keep thinking the time is closer to 8:30 than 5:30, so I keep thinking I have less time to do all my homework than I actually do. This is both a good thing and a bad thing. I'm sort of freaking out about the amount of stuff that I have left to do, which is kind of bad, but then I remember that I have three more hours to do it than I thought I did, which is good, I guess. It doesn't take away from the fact that I have to do it, but at least I have more time than I thought I did.
But the homework still exists. The pressure still exists. I still have to go to rehearsal tomorrow and study for government and do some calculus corrections and read "Othello" and email some stuff to my Earth Space teacher and write and write and write.
So, rather than blogging further (since I've completed the mandatory part of that task and I've very little left to say,), I must go forth and do homework, do my writing, do my reading, do my emailing, and live my life. And do calculus. Grrrrrr.
Farewell!
