I rewrote the first chapter in Cinderella Ending. It still needs a lot of work. I was a little repetitive but it's not that big a deal. I can fix it or leave it. Thomas was thinking and I felt like he kept vacillating between thoughts coming back to his oiginal theory. I do that all the time, but it is probably redundant in book form. I have to mull it over some more then try to make decisions tomorrow.
I worked for several hours but only managed 1,000 words.
I'm going to try to write tomorrow - get back into the swing of it and get focused. I know what the ending is but will it really be a Cinderella ending? I don't have a clue because I really don't know what I'm doing. I don't even know what I'm doing here. For some reason, I always thought that if you were on the right path then your journey would make sense. Everything would sort of fall into place, like love and stuff.
I'm not sure if this is the path or the detour.
The main reason for my existentialism is that I fell asleep to a 2012 doomsday show on the History channel and I got a little freaked. Naturally, I had a nightmare about it. No one seems to think it's a big deal - like maybe it's another Y2K. And maybe it is. But according to the show, they are predicting a tilt to the earth's axis based on its allignment in space. And depending on how much we rotate, it could have dire consequences. This is not Mayan or Ancient Chinese mumbo-jumbo. It's real - science.
I'm surprised that more people aren't freaking out or at least having a sense of urgency in their relationships. Maybe preparing for the end somehow or in my case maxing out every credit card possible. Are you even remotely thinking about this? Getting affairs in order? Being nicer to people, etc.? Or am I sounding like an idiot right now?
I had better get this fucking book written so it can have a May 2012 release date. Otherwise there could be the possibility that I write it and no one gets to read it. How dumb would that be?
Okay doomsday - game on!