|Nose to the Grindstone: nonfiction
||[Jan. 30th, 2010|08:48 pm]
In the past week I've accomplished several smallish but important nonfiction projects, and one larger one--the draft of this last (an essay for an exhibition catalog) is in its final polishing phase, but all the content is there. I need to finish it tonight--at latest, tomorrow--and get it to its intended recipient February 1.
It's been difficult because of various other interruptions, which I won't go into, but at least I can take some satisfaction in meeting multiple deadlines.
There's another nonfiction coming up, but it should be easier (similar to one of the others) and the deadline is more than 7 days off. This means that for a few days I can go back and relax by finishing a scene I started weeks ago on Book III. I spent some time in a waiting room working on it in the ubiquitous notebook (not electronic--old-fashioned "composition book".) I think some of the other people waiting were confused by the mix of furious writing, staring into space, and cryptic sketches, but...they should be glad I refrained from talking about it.