Odd Hours -The Ones I Keep, and Dean Koontz's New Novel
Anyone who knows me knows I've been keeping odd hours since about August. Sensing the amount of work before me - new high school teaching gig, Grad School in one of the best Creative Writing programs around, a new column in the city paper, and my own writing endeavors - I realized that I had to start conditioning myself to go to bed early, and get up early to get any work done. Consequently, I'm in bed by nine PM, up by three AM.
It's worked wonderfully. I've got so much more work done that I thought I would, and the quiet (we have a 3 and 1 year old) has been a blessing. Of course, I'm now addicted to writing at our kitchen table, and have a really hard time writing anywhere else. That's okay, Stephen King his first several novels on a small desk, next to his washer and dryer in a cramped laundry room
Hopefully this summer I'll be able to ease off the early morning rising, because I found a job writing web content for my college, and will be able to do all the work at home....which means my schedule will be up to me. So far, it's been nice. The other day, I wrote nearly 10 pages of Hiram Grange longhand at Barnes & Noble, and discovered the wonders of a Mint Mocha Chip chilled Frappuchinno. Splendid.
Yesterday I had a good day of writing, I imagine I will today as well, except I got distracted by Dean Koontz's new novel, Odd Hours. That's okay. As far as distractions go, not bad at all. I should be unreasonably blessed to write a quarter as good as Dean.
Anyway...on to Hiram Grange.
Who is Hiram Grange? Why should you care? Well, if you live in a place where the veil between this world and the next is just a bit thin, and sometimes - though you relegate them to your darkest nightmares, like shadows flitting from the corner of your eye - you see things that don't belong in this world, well...