Need more tea.
And I've realized that this protagonist is a Jimmy Buffett character. Which is a nice handle on her.
And it's dance with me, dance with me nautical wheelers
Take me to stars that you know--
- Current Mood: pleased
- Current Music:Jimmy Buffett - Nautical Wheelers
Yeah, I'm 113% done, all right.
And I just wrote two of my favorite paragraphs ever, but I can't share 'em because they're spoilers. Just so you know, in 2015, they're the ones involving Boris and Ivan and the hairpin.
I have written the Boom and the Before I Kill You Mister Bond. If I can get through the Daring Hexcape tonight, there's nothing left but the Climactic Space Battle and the Denouement.
Things I have discovered while stumbling through the end of the book: You know how cocoa powder is hydrophobic and it's an absolute bitch to get the hot milk stirred into it without lumps of dry powdery shit interfering? Well, if you stir a tablespoon of booze into the cocoa and sugar first, there's no problem!
Let's hear it for solvents and chemistry!
Best tyop of the last while: I pressed my burned face to the cool meta and sighed.
And back to the book mines, and Andrew Bird who is keeping me from crying with book not done.
- Current Mood: tired
- Current Music:Andrew Bird - Masterfade
GRD does not approve of snow days.</p>
"Dark Leader": April 2013
OWW Review: 15 December 2013
Thing for Boskone: 10 December 2013
"Covenant" line edits
Interview questions for JJA
Award reading and judging
Karen Memory: 31 January 2014 (tick tock)
OWW review: 15 February 2014
Cyborg story: 28 February 2014
Sekrit project: February 2014
"Something's Gotta Eat T. rexes": 30 April 2014
Apocalypse story: 30 June 2014
"A Time to Reap": 1 August 2014
Other apocalypse story: 31 December 2014
Award reading and judging
Other award reading and judging
Book proposal: Eternal Sky 4-6
An Apprentice to Elves: ?
No fixed deadline:
Bard troll story
"This Chance Planet"
Smile (unless its name is actually Salt Water)
Untitled Gangland Urban Fantasy That Keeps Bugging Me
"Untitled Space Opera Thingy" aka "Periastron"
"On Safari in R'lyeh and Carcosa with Gun and Camera"
"Patience and Fortitude"
travel and appearances 2014:
January 10th at 6 pm: MIT SFS: Cambridge, Massachusetts (with Scott)
February 13-15, 2014: Boskone: Boston, Massachusetts
March 14-16, 2014: Tucson Festival of Books: Tucson, Arizona
March 22-24, 2014: Vericon: Harvard Univerity, Cambridge Massachusetts
April 17-20, 2014: Minicon: Minneapolis, Minnesota
April 25-27th, 2014: RavenCon: North Chesterfield, Virginia (Guest of Honor)
May 1-5, 2014: Mo-Con: Indianapolis, Indiana (Guest of Honor with Scott)
June 5-9, 2014: Phoenix Comicon: Phoenix, Arizona (Guest of Honor with Squeecast)
June 20-23, 2014: 4th Street Fantasy: Minneapolis, Minnesota
July 3-7, 2014: ConVergence: Minneapolis, Minnesota
July 11-13, 2014: Finncon: Jyväskylä, Finland (Guest of Honor with special guest Scott Lynch)
Then between July 16th and 22nd, Scott and I will be visiting
- SF Bokhandeln Stockholm
- SF Bokhandeln Gothenberg
- SF Bokhandeln Malmo
- Fantastik Copenhagen
(exact dates eventually)
August 8-10, 2014: Nine Worlds, London, England
August 14-17, 2014: Worldcon: London, England
October 31-November 2, 2014: ICON: Iowa City, Iowa (Guest of Honor with Scott)
November 14-16, 2014: Windycon: Lombard, Illinois (Guest of Honor with Squeecast)
Criminy. And somewhere in here I need to write two more books.
- Current Mood: busy
- Current Music:Rob Zombie - Living Dead Girl
This won't end well.
But I got to type antepenultimate, and how often does that happen?
I wrote 3000 words today, and got them done in time to take the dog out for a leisurely sunset run, since it got above 20 degrees and all. Then I ate a lot of curry and decided to spend my dinner carbs on a cocktail rather than rice. It consisted of 1 part Captain Morgan's Parrot Bay coconut rum, 1 part pomegranate liqueur, 2 parts unsweetened 100% cranberry juice, .5 part Rose's sweetened lime juice (that's Rose's lime cordial for you UK types), and the juice of half a fresh lime. Shaken over ice and consumed rather quickly, with a pinch of crushed reds sprinkled on top and a lime wedge.
I am calling it a Captain Kidd, because what else do you call a piratical drink made with cranberries if not naming it after New England's best known and most controversial privateer?
There are photos.
Since my brain is now dribbling out my ears (this is more book- than alcohol- related. Alas, the drink was four hours ago.), you get photos rather than sense.
Here's where the magic happens:
Here's a dog with a teddy bear:
And here are two scenes from our run:
- Current Mood: numb
Surprising no-one, this isn't going to be done in another 3,000 words. But at this point, I just have to get everybody to the site of the climactic space battle, and get the climactic space battle to happen, and then there's some other stuff, and some denouement. I might be done in another 10,000 words. That's the plan, anyway.
It's not getting finished before Friday, either, I don't think, since try as I might I can't seem to get the damned thing to start rolling downhill and dragging me along behind it. It's been level-and-fulcrum work the whole way: It's going, and it's solid, but it could be a bit less hard.
Oh well. It's going. And that's what matters.
And it feels like a good book. It feels fun and playful and sharp, and there keep being bits of narration or dialogue that make me smirk while I'm writing them. That's always a good sign.
A lot of it is Karen's voice. My favorite sentence of hers today: "I don't know if it was the colors on his airship and his uniform that made me think Mister Captain Minneapolis Colony If That Was His Real Name Which I Doubt might be sympathetic, but I remembered Priya pointing them out, and that they'd made her homesick."
She's as much fun to write as Jenny was. She just doesn't run off at the mouth quite so much. More's the pity.
- Current Mood: nostalgic
- Current Music:Dire Straits - Once upon a Time in the West
Item: I was actually in tears this morning when I heard of Pete Seeger's death. Just saw him in 2011, I think, at a fundraiser for church in Middletown. It was raining like a son of a gun.
pecunium is right. Pete would say: "Don't mourn; organize."
Still, an American hero has left us. And I feel like that demands a moment of recognition.
Item: (The following possibly triggery for weight and fitness stuff; skip if that bothers you.)
Fitness is a lifetime commitment...
...and I will keep telling myself that. I had made a pretty good comeback after slacking during all that travel last fall--was back up to an 11 mile run for my long day, and was climbing regularly and working on getting back into yoga two or three times a week.
And then the cold snap and the book deadline hit. -20 wind chill is a real disincentive to get out and run, let me tell you.
Anyway, I have been managing to get to the climbing gym. And last night I stuck around after climbing and hit the elliptical for some hard intervals. AND did a little kettlebell. I was doing swings with the 40 pounder, and they were hard, but I didn't kill anybody! (My friend ashacat and I also played catch with a 14-kilo medicine ball. That was fun. And heavy.)
I've been more or less maintaining weight despite somewhat lackadaisical discipline, which is encouraging, but I've been claiming for two years now that I'm going to get this last thirtyish pounds off for the sake of my climbing and my joints and--hell--my vanity.
(I got rid of fifteen of it at one point, and then ten of that crept back. And then I got rid of ten, and five has crept back. It's the long stints of traveling that my job entails that do me in. Hotel food is the devil.)
Still, I've been stable in the low 190s despite holidays and cold and only intermittent exercise and occasional Restaurant Incidents and the Hobbit-related alcohol consumption.
I think I can knuckle down and make this happen. I have a size 10 dress that I want to wear for fancy this summer, and I can get it on, but I can't zip it--so now it's hanging by my bedroom mirror. Inspiration!
Also, I'm running in my second half-marathon in June. So I'd better make sure I get back into training and stay there. It's the Sour Grapes trail run in Brainerd, Minnesota.
My climbing-related goals are to climb 5.10 consistently and start work on 5.11s, and to take a sport lead climbing class. Those are trickier, because my time in Wisconsin leads to much less climbing. But since my new climbing gym also offers weights and cardio stuff... Thursday I plan to hit the rowing machine and do weights after climbing. Whee!
And Friday or this weekend, depending on weather, a six mile run. Before I lose the ability to do six mile runs. :P
I can't wait. *g*
And now I am going to finish this fucking book.
- Current Mood: sore
- Current Music:Dire Straits - Once upon a Time in the West
I have to remind myself that this always happens at the end of the book.
- Current Mood: tired
1) There are apocalypses in the damnedest places. Like "Garden Song," and "Redemption Song," and "Amazing Grace." The world ends every time you turn around.
2) Nobody except Art Garfunkel can keep up with the shit Paul Simon does with meter.
3) The 19th century was full of people dying of syphilis and writing songs about it.
3a) It was also full of murder ballads that make FARGO seem like competence porn.
3b) Alcohol may have been involved.
3c) Snark is not a modern invention. The bit in "Duncan and Brady" where the women go home and put their party dresses on for the funeral is classic.
4) You can turn most Tom Waits songs into rollicking feel-good ditties by capoing a little higher.
5) The narrator of "Greensleeves" is a creepy stalker, as is the narrator of "The Lily of the West." And the narrator of "Leaving on a Jet Plane" is a lying douchebag.
6) Gordon Lightfoot is more self-aware about toxic relationships than John Denver.
7) Bob Hunter and Jerry Garcia are smarter about narrative than I am. Also, it took me five years to figure out the narrative structure of "Brown Eyed Women."
8) Lindsay Buckingham is really smart about how the music supports the narrative, but I spot it faster.
9) The People's Key is "B flat."
10) Pete Seeger.
11) Woody Guthrie.
12) Steal from the best. Really pretty songs are still really pretty no matter how bad you suck. This is why there are eleven thousand cover versions of "Hallelujah."
12a) And nobody can hit that high note in "Hallelujah." Except for k.d. lang, and she can only do it sometimes.
12b) Leonard Cohen.
13) Gillian Welch keeps writing songs that I think are traditional. Until I look them up and realize they were written in 2003.
14) Emmylou Harris knows a lot more chords than I do.
15) And some people can write amazing songs with almost no chords at all.
16) It is impossible to be so bad at guitar or so intoxicated that you can't play "Horse with No Name." This is what "Horse with No Name" is for.
- Current Mood:cold