Saturday, November 7, 2009
I got up early this morning. Last night I spent 3 hours polishing a rough draft of the start of chapter 2. Something went blooey on the laptop. When it asked the question do you want to save changes to document 1, I hit no and before I realized what I had done, in an instant...my chapter 2 was gone.
Tonight after several changes and more typing, I did get it started one more time. But now I'm off. I'm set to go dancing. My boyfriend is very understanding and patient. We're making it through--Seems long as I spend some time away from the writing about Ed, I begin to feel better about writing this book and fulfilling my promise. But I assure you, it's a downer.
I'm in a club that sings. The song I'm to sing, is What'll I do...by Irving Berlin. Soon as I get to theh part about all I got is a photograph to turn to when I'm blue, I start crying. People think I'm nutz! What'll I do?