I'm feeling pretty good
about myself today. I finished my first draft of my first summer
writing project. I'm not kidding myself I have a long way to go for
even close to finished product but I got it out almost 4000 words
which is pretty good for me. 4000 words which I plan to save in 14 as
opposed to 12 and then double space for give me about at eight page
document. I'd like to say it's a short story but it really is not a
short story it's a first chapter of the possible book that I have
been promising myself to write for perhaps 50 years. The story is the
account of my spinal cord injury over 50 years ago this July. I've
taken stabs at writing the account before but I've never gotten this
far. Have an opening a middle and an end. I'm not that comfortable
with the end of the short story but at least I have something with
which to the work. I'm going to let the piece set for a day then I
will begin editing. I don't plan to have a polished piece by 1 June
when were supposed to meet but I will have something.
Historically I hate to
edit. I get all confused and messed up. Actually, I've never really
edited with the word processor. Editing hard copy has really been
challenging for me over the years solving interested to see how
wordprocessor editing goes. I think the speech to text space really
may have made the difference in getting the document out the first
place. The machine writes nearly as fast as I can dictate. I get the
thoughts out without having to wrestle my hands to the keyboard and
hammer out the words. I think ,I speak and bam , there they are.
What are the highlights of
the place where I left this out across the street is a coffee shop.
It's not a trendy shop or even classy but a small hole in the wall,
burlap bags of coffee waiting to be roasted pile all around the room
with mixed matched furniture with a flatscreen always on to some news
channel in the great order of roast coffee. It's not like I go over
there every day in fact they are closed the one really only day I
would go over what to be Sunday morning. However I do go over to get
my coffee. I usually order anywhere from one half to a full pound of
Italian roast. Used to get it whole beans but now I have them grind
the beans. I still have my coffee mill in case I really have a
hankering to grind something up but now I just like coffee in the
morning. I also got coffee Saturday but figured I could make it
through to Monday but today I went over and got half a pound to last
me a week and a half maybe two. The coffee cost me five bucks and I
was happy with that. I paid and started to leave but was called back
by one of the young baristas. He indicated he had something for me
and brought over a dime. He settles in 1963 silver dime for the last
made. He said I should hold onto it that is worth money, maybe two
dollars maybe three. He said I used it to pay for my coffee last
month and he noticed after I left it was a silver dime and you want
to give it back the next time I was in which was today. I was blown
away and appreciative. Now I have to find a place to keep the dime so
I don't lose it or spend it.
It's a good day. I
finished the first leg of the project and got myself a lucky dime.
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