With my recent foray into the world of twitter and blogging, I've found myself thinking, "Gee, wouldn't it be nice if I could do this stuff easily from my phone?"
Well, yes it would!
After all, wouldn't it be better for me to spend my time on my computer actually writing fabulous prose-- and editing those prose once I realize how unfabulous they actually are?
Yes it would!
These thoughts combined with the fact my contract with Verizon is ready for renewal, have me seriously researching my Verizon smart phone options. Enter my husband, the scientist whose technological interests extend far beyond my own, and I learn what I really want is a phone with an Android operating system version 2.0 or higher. So, it would seem I have only one choice, right? The Verizon Droid.
Except...
When I went to the Verizon store I liked the little Eris that was sitting right next to the Droid. It was cute and little, but, oh darn it ran the wrong version of Android. Then, the Verizon employee helping me mentioned the Eris would very soon get an upgrade to Android 2.1. Nifty! But, I wasn't going to buy the phone until it already had the update.
So, I went home and started checking online from time to time to see if the Eris had gotten its update. As of this moment, it has not... at least as far as I can tell. So I should get the Droid, right?
Well...
As I searched the internet for word of the Eris update, I caught wind of a nifty new phone, the Incredible. The Incredible sounds, well, incredible, if you believe everything you read. But, can I believe what I read? Well, let's start with when the Incredible will be available. In mid March rumor had it the Incredible would be available in two weeks.
Two weeks passed, nothing.
Then, it was certain the Incredible would be available on April 29th.
Then April 25th.
Then April 12th.
Then May 13th.
Then April 19th.
Need I go on?
Then there are the rumors insisting the Incredible is in fact an entirely different phone, Google's Nexus 1, and the rumors the Incredible doesn't exist at all!
Who knows what to believe? I certainly do not.
For now I'm waiting a bit longer before committing myself to any phone. And, I'm learning there are entirely too many rumors circulating the internet.
So. . . I'll add to them.
Here's my new rumor . . . from my super secret sources who are too secret to name. . . the Verizon Incredible went on sale on January 2nd of this year, but the amazing phone is in fact invisible, and thus, no one knows it's already here! So, if you see me talking to myself as I write, I'm not crazy, I'm just talking on my brand new invisible phone. Pretty incredible, isn't it?
Emily's most recent publications can be found in "A Christmas Sampler: Sweet, Funny, and Strange Holiday Tales" by the Bethlehem Writers Group.
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
What I found when I emerged from hiding:
So when I came out of hiding, guess what I found. A whole lot of work!
Actually, it was more complicated than just a whole lot of work. It was a whole lot of work, then a little work, then a lot of work, then a lot of unrelated work.
When I opened the file that was the final "100" pages of my novel, it actually consisted of 129 pages. No big deal, I knew I had to cut the manuscript, and cutting 29 pages out of 129 isn't so bad on the grand scheme of things. Still, I was confused, because I couldn't figure out what I had written in those 129 pages. These were NaNoWriMo pages, so I wrote them in a creative frenzy which can result in indifferent prose. I remembered several scenes that I wrote in the frenzy, and I remembered how my story ended (I'd better, right?) but I couldn't figure out what the rest of the 100 pages contained. This fear of the unknown was a major reason for my hiding from my novel.
Anyway, when I finally conquered my fear and faced my novel, guess what I discovered: 93 of my 129 pages were actually duplicates! Let me just say, this was very very good news. My novel was hundreds of thousands of words too long, and I've been spending months and months cutting those words to a manageable level, so finding a free 93 pages to cut was delightful. Realizing I only had 36 pages left in my novel (and taking advantage of an unexpected opening in my long form group's schedule) I agreed to have my final chapters ready to go out to my group on April 1st. (I should have realized agreeing to a deadline on April Fools Day was a mistake)
Not until after I agreed to meet my foolish deadline, did I realize what should have been obvious. My document was single spaced.
Yes, that's right, I somehow managed to fail to notice my document was single spaced while my writers group accepts 100 pages of double spaced material. On the up side, this turned my 93 pages cut into a very impressive 186 pages cut (yippee!), but on the down side, it turned my very reasonable 36 pages to edit by April 1st into a far less reasonable 72 pages to edit by April 1st.
Then the real world decided it ought to get some of my attention as well. In the final week of March I squeezed in a trip to CT to see my brother in a play, several days finalizing my grandmother's move to her new apartment, and let's not forget the review of my second 100 pages by my writers group.
What a week! Still, my final pages are finally in to my group, and I have until the end of April to sit on the edge of my chair and hope they like it.
Actually, it was more complicated than just a whole lot of work. It was a whole lot of work, then a little work, then a lot of work, then a lot of unrelated work.
When I opened the file that was the final "100" pages of my novel, it actually consisted of 129 pages. No big deal, I knew I had to cut the manuscript, and cutting 29 pages out of 129 isn't so bad on the grand scheme of things. Still, I was confused, because I couldn't figure out what I had written in those 129 pages. These were NaNoWriMo pages, so I wrote them in a creative frenzy which can result in indifferent prose. I remembered several scenes that I wrote in the frenzy, and I remembered how my story ended (I'd better, right?) but I couldn't figure out what the rest of the 100 pages contained. This fear of the unknown was a major reason for my hiding from my novel.
Anyway, when I finally conquered my fear and faced my novel, guess what I discovered: 93 of my 129 pages were actually duplicates! Let me just say, this was very very good news. My novel was hundreds of thousands of words too long, and I've been spending months and months cutting those words to a manageable level, so finding a free 93 pages to cut was delightful. Realizing I only had 36 pages left in my novel (and taking advantage of an unexpected opening in my long form group's schedule) I agreed to have my final chapters ready to go out to my group on April 1st. (I should have realized agreeing to a deadline on April Fools Day was a mistake)
Not until after I agreed to meet my foolish deadline, did I realize what should have been obvious. My document was single spaced.
Yes, that's right, I somehow managed to fail to notice my document was single spaced while my writers group accepts 100 pages of double spaced material. On the up side, this turned my 93 pages cut into a very impressive 186 pages cut (yippee!), but on the down side, it turned my very reasonable 36 pages to edit by April 1st into a far less reasonable 72 pages to edit by April 1st.
Then the real world decided it ought to get some of my attention as well. In the final week of March I squeezed in a trip to CT to see my brother in a play, several days finalizing my grandmother's move to her new apartment, and let's not forget the review of my second 100 pages by my writers group.
What a week! Still, my final pages are finally in to my group, and I have until the end of April to sit on the edge of my chair and hope they like it.
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