500 Words At A Time

I just checked my hit counter and it says I have had an average of 3 hits a day for the last week. He number is up from two. The two look to be from Salem Oregon( thank you Michelle for your consistent support) and one from Boise—Thanks Linda. The third visitor today was from San Francisco and I don’t know who the hell that could be.

So why do I do this silly blog, post after post? The first year was to see if I cold do the 500 words a day. I wanted to see if I could sustain the writing day after day week after week month after month and now year after year. Now I cannot stop—not that I want to—I just keep on typing. I am not blogging with the commitment I once did. I wrote every day regardless of anything else, I WROTE 500 WORDS . Now I can go days and maybe a week before I feel the need to wap something off at a terminal somewhere and load it up to my blog. Heather B Armstrong, just finished a 37,000 work book about her life as a blogger and Dr. Au just finished signing a book deal regarding her Internship and Residency and their capture on her blog. Maybe I believe that by my continued blogging I may just get something published. At least I am writing on a regular basis and more then I have ever written in life. I fantasize that if I had the opportunity to have my days completely to myself to write I could write on a focused committed level or atleast four hours every day maybe longer if I got really fired up; that would be a couple thousand words a day—sooner or later I would have a real live book.

I wrote a book once. I told my work mate about the book a couple of weeks ago. The rough draft took me a year to write. I called the book CMAT: Community Medical Assistance Team. CMAT was a rough accounting of a couple of years of my where I was associated with a medical services delivery program for low-income migrant workers in Southwest Idaho. I wrote the CMAT during the divorce of my first marriage. I used the writing of the book to keep me out of the bars and trouble. It worked more or less. I swore I would not even contemplate the revision until I had access to some sort of word-processor. When I did get such access to a word-processor I found the rewrite to be incredibly difficult and gave up and then I lost the manuscript during my second divorce.

Now I have a great computer system with great word-processor capability and if CMAT is ever going to sere the light of day I am going to have to write the whole thing again—I don’t know if I can and if I do, CMAT will not be the same volume as it was at the end of 1984. The new book will be similar: the characters the same, the chapters bout the same and maybe a whole lot more fiction then the original. I can do it if I start just 500 words at a time.