The 2nd Annual Self-Imposed SoCal Exile Daily Journal (Co-Starring My Father): Now Featuring Re-Writes!

Once again, I have abandoned the excessively cold, stagnant world of  
my hometown and traveled across the country to my father’s house on  
the Left Coast in a self-imposed exile designed to shock my system  
into productivity. And, like, get out of the cold for a little while.  
The stakes are very high. I have to turn in a second re-write of my  
completed thesis (novel) by Feb 25 so that my advisor can give  
feedback and questions for the final re-write before I defend it to  
the High Council of Thesis Readers and Champions of Knowledge at  
Emerson College
in the middle of April. Then I will release it to the  
publishing world, like a flock of extinct but very promising carrier  
pigeons.

Coming out here wasn’t as simple as calling my dad (who, if you want a mental picture, shares an uncanny resemblance to former PGA tour pro Andy North). I also had to  
try and convince him to purchase my airline ticket. The conversation  
went something like this:
“Hey Dad.”
“Yes?”
“What’s going on? How is California?”
“You’ve been here before, you know what it’s like.”
“Yes, but I haven’t been in so long, I seem to have forgotten. And I  
miss you. I miss you father. We don’t nearly get to tell each other  
that enough.”
“…. What do you want?”
“Can I come out to your house to work on my book?”
“Again?”
“Yes.”
“You’re not done yet?”
“No.”
“…Are you really going to work this time or are you going to sit in  
the hot tub with your book all day drinking Negra Modelo’s and  
talking on your cell phone?”
“I was brainstorming!”

Nevertheless, through a combination of guilt and persistence, I  
earned a trip out to SoCal. And so here I sit, writing or re-writing  
between 2500-3000 words a day, locked away without the (consistent)  
use of cell phone, internet, and/or DVR. But fear not, friends,  
because–although the mountain is high and the journey appears long–  
I am prepared this time. Maybe not mentally, or physically or even  
emotionally, but I did bring snacks and my dad’s pantry contains  
plenty of water.

And in honor of my bravery in the face of Thesis, I will be keeping a  
daily log of my troubles, triumphs and other non-t-word related  
activities as I make this final push. So keep your family off the  
phone line and your dial-up AOL account signed on all week as I bring  
the Words.

Dirty,
Diana

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4 thoughts on “The 2nd Annual Self-Imposed SoCal Exile Daily Journal (Co-Starring My Father): Now Featuring Re-Writes!

  1. Pat

    Hey, Kev, who says you can’t go home?

    Good luck with that rewrite. They tell me rewrite in the the best part of writing. I try to convince myself it’s true–everyday.

    Um watch the snacks.

    Just got my Writer’s Digest so I gotta go read your column.

  2. Genevieve

    Good luck, dude! You can do it! What are some other cliche motivational phrases? Oh yeah – Keep your eye on the prize! Believe in yourself! Don’t forget to breathe! The children are our future! The greatest love of all, and etc.!

    This is why I was never a cheerleader.

  3. Tom

    I’m prepared to see this one through with you, Kev, and I’m qualified to say this, because I just rewrote one behemoth of a 2200-word "short" story into a lithe, nimble flash piece of 743 words. It was nearly debilitating, but then so is my day job, and while writing I didn’t have to listen to discussions about John Travolta’s interest in flying, so it was still a better deal.

    Now, if a thirty-five dollar carrot – nay the mere possibility of said monetary vegetable, pending acceptance, of course – is enough to move me to slash and burn fifteen hundred words in five hours, surely the lure of once again regaining full and unlimited cell and internet usage (think Youtube and Justin Timberlake) will spur you on to fantastic feats of excellent exposition (and other e-words that I’ll include in later responses throughout your Westerly tenure).

    Oh, and nice column this issue, by the way.

    Paperback,
    Writer

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