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Saturday, September 09, 2006

Lost in Tiburon, Art and Progress

Today my son had a soccer game in another town. I looked up the exact street address of the field and then got directions and had them with me. I have admitted before I am directionally deprived. It's a sad affliction. Oh, how things went awry, and it wasn't even my fault. It's a 30 minute drive. We left the house with 15 mintues of Carolyn-is-lost-again time built in. I decided to take the back way to the freeway rather than drive through town and have to stop at all the stoplights. Oh. Fudge. It took 30 mintues to go about five miles because, as we found out, there was some sort of garbage disaster on the freeway right before the on-ramp I would have taken if I had gone through town. 101 was just one lane at that point and the CHP was busy scraping mounds of garbage off the freeway. So we make it to the field's address about 12 minutes before game time, only there's no field there. Nothing except a sign that says no soccer parking. After a few frantic phone calls I learn the physical address of the field has NOTHING to do with how you get there. The field is in fact, half a mile back the way we came and a quarter mile down an access road that does not allow vehicles. Sigh.

So after the soccer game, we went to Art in the Park a yearly event which I have been taking my son to for 5-6 years now. Good Art was had by all. We bought some stuff, listened to a great band, ate good food and looked at art of all sorts. We may go back tomorrow.

When we got home, I fell asleep for two hours, then started working on Possession. Not writing, but on the chapter outline and on pulling together a Miss Snark inspired statement of how of write the guts of a query. Very helpful. I feel much more focused now. I'm not even depressed that I'll be throwing out about 10 chapters. Those chapters don't have anything to do with the story it's turning out to be so I can pretty cheerfully wave goodbye. Not that I don't wish I weren't doing that, but they were brave and loyal explorers for me. Because of their sacrifice, I know what my story is not. And that's a good thing. And now, to bed. There's another soccer game tomorrow and I have to get up early.

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