Good grief, my mind’s been all over the place today. Rather than burn myself out on TCH, I decided to work on the logline for SS. The blurb is great, but condensing that down to one sentence is killing me. Oh, it can be done, but what I’ve got so far shows no pizzazz.
An awesome writer I know has hers down to six words. SIX! And let me tell you, those six words are enough to make me want to read the story. How on earth did she do it? Heck if I know.
So, rather than waste more brain cells than I can afford to lose, I stopped trying to find just the right words to explain SS in ten or less. Don’t ask me what I did with the rest of my day. It wasn’t very constructive.
Tomorrow is another day. No more lollygagging.
BTW, awhile back I said I’d let you know if I met my goals for that week. I did, but last week I met no goals due to an unplanned trip back home to Indiana.
I know this is Wednesday, yet I hope to achieve several goals by the end of the day Saturday (unless we go to the beach, in which case it’ll be Sunday).
Goals are great; whether or not you attain every one of them is irrelevant. The working toward them is what’s important.