Til Death: 1045
Daily Goal: Met
Woot! Quiet at last. I’m at the Hilton in Jackson, curled up on the nice soft bed under the nice fluffy duvet with a mountain of cushy pillows. It’s utterly quiet, but for the hum of the air conditioning and the murmur of a TV somewhere down the hall. I can’t tell you how lovely it is to be in the quiet. It’s not like a deep, country quiet (which would be even lovelier), but there’s not a TV on or radio or a neighborhood of dogs barking. My husband, bless him, is one of those people who can’t tolerate silence well. He automatically turns on the TV for noise and “company”. Drives me mad. I miss him and the dogs like crazy, but I have to admit I have been looking forward to this trip (work though it is) just for the chance for some hours of quiet. It took me a bit of time to get rolling on my scene tonight because I couldn’t really “see” what I needed to see. And I don’t know that I’m totally happy with the end result, but it came and I wrote and we’ll move on for now. I’m up early tomorrow to have breakfast with a friend, then hope to get my words for the day in between 8:30 and 11. We’ll see how it goes. I don’t know exactly what will happen in the next scene. Maybe something will come to me in sleep. In the nice cushy bed with no one to snore…
heh, one thing I can say about Tom is he can be quiet. It’s nice to have a quiet house with us each doing our own thing sometimes.
Glad you are enjoying the quietness! For the most part I need quiet when I’m trying to do something, but sometimes if there is a tv on in the background (say, downstairs if I’m upstairs) that isn’t too loud and distracting, then I enjoy that…but not overly. When I would try to study for exams in university, I would need quiet. Even going to the university library to study was useless because it was never quiet…no matter how often people got told to be quiet. I can’t even study with background noise. I need quiet. I think I’m pretty much the same way for writing because the least little thing can be distracting (unless I’m in the “zone” and it’s just background noise and doesn’t seem to bother me) and then I can’t focus or concentrate enough.
I prefer quiet, but in the name of marital harmony, I am usually writing in the living room while DH is watching TV so that he doesn’t feel completely ignored all the time. It’s all about compromise!