What Happened to Average Jane’s Weekend?

There’s nothing like a self-imposed writing deadline to make a weekend seem really, really short.  Especially since it means I now have only three weeks in which to write 50,000 words.  Sigh.

So what in the heck was I doing with my precious writing time?  Well, writing song lyrics.  I swear, it’s like pulling teeth.  On Saturday morning, I listened about a bajillion times to the two songs I’d promised I’d have ready for Saturday evening’s practice.  The first one started to develop some depressing lyrics about friends of ours who died.  I tried to force the song to be about something else, but it wasn’t happening so I went ahead and finished it.

That left me with one more song to do.  After I played it over and over, I saw how it could be about an auto race, except that it had an instrumental intro that didn’t fit in with that theme at all.  I went ahead and wrote the car race lyrics (I even did some research!).

The band liked both songs and we’re dropping the out-of-place intro to the racing song.  I told them we could use the intro  when we do the long-form version of the video for MTV, but that it doesn’t make sense otherwise.  (If you’re new to this blog, that was a joke.)

Practice lasted hours.  We watched the DVD from our October 22nd party.  We ran through all our songs and worked on trouble spots.  We went out for barbecue, watched a couple hours of VH1 Classic Metal Mania, and mocked or praised the bands as needed.  We also tried really hard to think of a good band name, but we’re still drawing a blank on that.

So what was my excuse today on Sunday (you caught me post-dating)?  Pure laziness.  I slept in, watched football, goofed around online, recorded some vocal tracks over instrumental versions of the new songs and basically enjoyed a beautiful, fall day. 

It is possible for me to catch up on the novel?  Maybe.  Once I get going, I can spew out an awful lot of verbiage.  (See http://averagejane.blogs.com, February 2004 to present.)  Tonight is free and clear…as long as I don’t get distracted.