You have to drink your coffee or soda in a clandestine manner.
My one week off starts today and I, instead of running out of town, am spending it at home in the Big Apple. I woke at 10 am today, walked my dog, then came to the New York Public Library- The performing arts branch in Lincoln Center. The collective creativity in the 5 block center will permeate my brain and I will write better. I am writing a book. The title of my book is This Is So Not Pretty: Finding Love and Beauty on TV. . In 2004 I was on the show Extreme Makeover and I am writing a book about the experience. I've taken classes and found some amazing people to help me in my journey.
So with every bit of free time I have, I hunker down with my pen, paper and laptop and write my brains away. I am powered by coffee and music plus for some reason I can't get the same amount done at home. But Manhattan coffee shops can get a bit pricey: there's the coffee, plus the cute little sandwiches with avocados for 7 dollars. Then the batteries on the laptop give out, so I must transfer to a power source usually a Starbucks. Then I have to buy another coffee, then the cookies at Starbucks looks so good and they have sugar. Now I am getting extra calories. You can see how this becomes a spiral.
So the Library is my solution. It's free and quiet. I have my music with Itunes and there is no food to tempt me. But they have that annoying no drinks rule. Here's what I did, am doing right now: I bought a tight thermos that doesn't leak, filled it with life-giving-java and every so often pretend to hunt through my bag then take a quick sip.
Now I must get back to writing my book.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
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