Day One, 100-Day-Writing Challenge

As stated below, I downloaded a copy of Ulysses to my Kindle today. I was curious whey Joyce used a hyphen rather than quotation marks for dialog. As awkward as it seems, when he interrupts his dialog and continues he doesn’t use another hyphen. He just goes on. It seems like it would be hard to follow, but it’s not. Maybe it’s because of Cormac McCarthy’s statement: “Properly written text shouldn’t require any punctuation.”

I failed to learn anything reason for Joyce’s punctuation. However, in my quest I discovered this writing challenge (evidently I’m easily distracted).

This is day one of a 100-day-writing-challenge. I’m supposed to write 500 about the place where I am. The challenge is published on WordPress on a website called <>. What an interesting collection of literary things besides this challenge.

I’m sitting at my computer, an HP desktop running Windows 7. It’s been a workhorse that has outlasted several keyboards and as many mice (mouses?). It’s old, as computers go, at least a decade. It’s been in the shop a few times having viruses removed. But now I’ve learned to do it myself, to some extent. But the computer is not the only thing on this oversized desk. A stack of three audio books from the library occupy a spot to my left and near the wall. Beyond the CDs is a spool of silver thread. I used the thread to sew on a button awhile back and it’s never made it back to the thread box yet. Beside them are a pair of cheap stereo speakers I never use. And next to that is a journal in which I’ll scribble some thoughts before the day is finished and I head off to bed.

To the right of my desktop is a small bookcase I bought at a yard sale a few years back. It’s not fully crammed with books, but those found there are reference volumes – a variation of references, dictionary, thesaurus, two on quilting, and another on the history of amateur radio, and still another called The Holy Grail. The Holy Grail is a tough read. I’ve never made my way all the way through it. It’s jammed with foot notes, one of which is 14 pages long. I’ve always thought the author was pushing it. A 14 page footnote should occupy a chapter of its own, I think.

Included in this mess sharing my desk space is my Kindle reader. It’s a mainstay. I’ve downloaded and read nearly 150 books. My latest download is Ulysses. I’ve been meaning to read Ulysses simply because people said it was difficult. I suppose I’m anxious to prove they are correct. The best part of the download is that it was free.

Setting atop the small bookcase I mention earlier is Barb’s heart monitor. It keeps tabs of her pacemaker, and she moved her chair in front of it each morning while she plays her Sims game on her iPad. Beside it is scotch tape dispenser that resembles an airplane. It as a gift from the publisher when I was writing for Ag-Pilot International a couple of decades ago.

Back to the audio books. I guess for many readers they are okay, but I have a problem with a solitary reader trying to change their voice to reflect the sounds of different characters. I would rather they would keep their natural voice. I can figure out who said what. I mean, I don’t have trouble with the printed word. Why would it be any different with the audio? But I’m getting old and my eyes don’t always keep up with my interests. Sometimes it’s nice to simply slip a CD into my Windows 7, lean back, close my eyes and let someone else do the hard work.

And there is my 539 words written on day one which happens to also be election day.