You might wonder what the title is all about. Well, I replied to one of Mark Hamill’s twitter comments and he liked it. I almost feel as if I was part of the Star Wars family. It’s the happiest day of my life. It’s even better than the birth of my children because it was painless and didn’t change the shape of my body (other than making me smile :P).
I am a big Star Wars fan (and when I say Star Wars I mean episodes IV through to VI. I don’t mind the new ones, especially the bits with Luke and Leia on, but they’re not as good, obviously. Still, a bit like meeting old friends.)
If you’re judging me because of my priorities, just observe the not so subtle use of hyperbole up there, lol.
On other news, I wrote 2028 words today. How? You wonder.
Well, it took careful planning. First, the baby had to be in bed, so it had to be between 9 am and 1 pm or 3pm and 5pm. The morning is better because, the baby being asleep, I only have one child left with me and A can be a bit clingy. Luckily he’s not ill anymore so that’s a plus. So I did just over a thousand words between 11 and 12. Then I had another thousand words to go.
Those were less ‘easy’ to come by. I had to go at it between 3 pm and 4 pm and E being home from school, well, it was a bit of a challenge. Especially because the had a half hour tantrum because I wouldn’t let her wear a big woolly jumper. It was 25 degrees outside. That’s like apocalypse in Northern Ireland.
All in all, planning work
Either way, I did it! And I didn’t have anybody to watch the kids for me. I’m looking at you, grand majority of male writers… 😛
And it was gym day. I’ll tell you this, it wasn’t pleasant. It’s very hot here (stay with me, 25 degrees might be nothing for you but when you’re used to the mild Northern Irish temperatures, it’s a lot) and it was a sweaty, sticky situation, specially because it was all cardio. I had one of those compare-myself-to-others day, I think because there weren’t many people in the class, but I tried to tell myself I was doing my best and, I think, I did better than in the past.
I’ve also started watching Prime Suspect, and early 90s procedural with Helen Mirren. This show was recorded in 1991 and the sexism in it… I mean, it’s like a slap in the face. I’d like to think it’s an exaggeration for the benefit of the show, but it’s quite in line with some testimonials from police women I had read when I was doing research for what I am writing now. I feel awful that women had to fight so hard to be respected and, although we have come a long long (add an extra long after the referendum in Ireland) way, there is still a lot of that going on, if maybe not so openly.