snapshots of an unpublished life

tuesday

9:30am

my cell phone rings. it’s birthday boy. i look at his name. i reach to press the talk button and stop myself. i’m not answering his calls. i’ll call him tomorrow. birthday boy said we’d hang out saturday when we talked on wednesday. we talked on thursday and friday. saturday-nothing. sunday-nothing. he called monday twice. i didn’t answer. i think two days of silent treatment is enough to generate a new brain cell for birthday boy to remember victor hates being stood up.

10am

i sent my editor the seventh draft of my query letter yesterday. i got an im from him saying he didn’t get it. i forwarded him the email and sent the query letter in fragments through im.

10:05am

read dlisted

New York Apartment

11am

on a depression scale i feel very dickinson almost peeking to hemingway

12:30pm

i print out chapter 15. i made a note to myself to revise chapter 15. chapter 15 was chapter 2 in the first draft of my book. it’s one of my favorites. it talks about the oppression of gays through two historical characters

2pm

i finish working on chapter 15 and move to 20. chapter 20 is not a favorite chapter of mine.

4pm

my editor hasn’t responded yet.

4:30pm

chpater 20 is becoming a favorite chapter.

5pm

i finished 20 and move to 23.

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