Why Quantum Physics Hates Me
Once upon a time during my first year at university, they forced a course on me. It was called Scientific Thought and Discovery, and all it did was show me that no, not everything loves me. Namely, quantum physics.
String theory beat me into a bloody pulp.
Particles swarmed all over me and devoured me to the marrow.
And now, the concept of time has returned from 2004 to slip its noose around my neck.
For those of you unaware, I set a deadline for myself to send out my first query letter on 1 September this year. Which is, by my calculations, nine days from now. Nine days.
And because quantum physics hates me (Hate me? Are they plural? Is it singular? Ugh.), not only is time coming to kill me, but it’s speeding up.
Is there any particular reason why this book needs to hit the query stage NOW? Well, sort of. It’s set in 2014, and it would be timely if it came out before the Scottish referendum for independence that forms the backdrop of the entire plot. And we writers are familiar with the speed of publishing.
(I’ll give you a hint. It’s slower than both the speed of light and lights viewed at high speed.)
That gives me nine days to polish, primp, and edit up this bad boy till it shines. I’ve got the whole thing highlighted in Margie Lawson’s fabulous EDITS system. Now I just have to actually do it. And hope it works.
What’s worse than a deadline? A deadline you’re fuzzy on how to meet.
So today, I am going to ignore time as it dances around me making oogly-boogly noises and focus on the fact that the lovely Liv Rancourt nominated me for the One Lovely Blog Award.
The game is to link back to the person who gave you the award and then list seven things about yourself and nominate seven bloggers to do the same!
The trick is finding seven things you don’t already know about me. Hm.
1. I wanted to be a marine biologist for a while. Then a molecular biologist. I sometimes wish I had pursued biology as my major instead of switching to history. But history nursed my love of writing, so that’s what I chose.
2. I hate summer. Actually hate it. But only when it’s hot. I like summers to be like most people like their spring/autumn.
3. My favourite wine is a Dornfelder. It’s from the southwest region of Germany (around Stuttgart), and it’s a delicious light, sweet, red.
4. I want to travel more than anything. What keeps it from happening is a massive amount of debt from university.
5. I’m allergic to my pets, but I will never get rid of them. My solution is a vacuum cleaner that was one of my more expensive life lessons.
6. I believe (rather controversially) that money can buy a certain amount of happiness. It doesn’t translate into happiness in the sense of 1 Money Unit = 1 Happiness Unit, but I believe money can buy peace of mind. Many people find this hard to understand if they didn’t grow up in a family where sometimes a choice had to be made between food and rent, electricity or medicine. Some wealthy people are unhappy, but poor people live under constant pressure and stress pertaining to basic survival needs. Think Maslow.
7. I have never had a cavity, but my bottom teeth have always been crooked. And I still have my two upper impacted wisdom teeth.
Well, there you have it. Me biting my thumb at time. 🙂
As for the seven of you to whom I pass the baton…I give you:
Go forth and procrastinate! Or one up me and actually get to work. 🙂
Posted on August 23, 2012, in Thorsday and tagged Alternative, blog award, coffee, deadlines, Dornfelder, editing, emmie mears, Germany, motivation, Physics, procrastination, Quantum mechanics, Stuttgart, wine, writing. Bookmark the permalink. 15 Comments.