So I am sitting at the library, typing furiously away on a laptop. Furiously. Not like 'mad scientist, finally have a breakthrough' furiously, more like, 'I am so mad at my story' furious. Yeah, you know the kind.
First of all, I had to wait to get a laptop. No biggie. Then there was this little girl running around who was quite irritating to me. I love kids, don't get me wrong. But she rolled her eyes at me like she was so much better. The kid can't be older than nine. Anyway, I suppose I do look quite silly sitting on a stepping stool in the middle of a vacant children's book aisle, but that is because ALL the seats were taken here. Psh. And then later she was just staring at my computer screen...which was quite disconcerting. :\ Anywhoo.
Second, some guy came in asking a librarian (who was on break!) about something, and he was being very cruel and giving her attitude and saying that if they didn't have it, 'the library sucked.' Like, seriously? Who does that? I'm sorry, if that were me in her shoes, I would have given all the attitude in the world right back to him. Just because she's an employee, doesn't mean you can treat her like dirt.
Then, amidst all this, I was attempting to rewrite my chapter 3. Make it much, much better. But no. It just HAS to be one of 'THOSE' writing days. Where everything I write, I secretly hate. Where with every word I get more depressed because the wording is not as fancy as I wanted. Where I question whether or not I am chasing the wind at being a writer. OH! How I abhor these days! I swear, one of 'these' days will be the death of me. Sigh.
I plan to ride my bike home, take an Advil, have a big glass of ice cold water, and go to sleep. This just isn't
working here. And tomorrow I have to start yet ANOTHER rewrite of chapter 3, and I will have a hefty thesaurus by my side to use the fanciest words that no one ever taught me! I will fight back!
*Reads back over post*
Okay, sorry about that big complaining long rant.
Have a better day than I am!