Well, I woke up with a scene in my head. What was I supposed to do?
New Words: 1,088
Total Words: 15,506
Words for the Year: 12,604
Deadline: Sometime in June or July, I'm guessing
Reason for stopping: quota, end of scene
...somebody appears to have slashdotted the zokutou word meter. Ahem.
Stimulants: coooofffeeee, red bean paste stuffed steam buns
Exercise: a long hat bath and a nap. Day off, baby.
Songs mutilated: I am actually not learning any new songs right now. I am trying to master scales and finger picking, and stop fucking up the chord change from G to D.
Mammalian assistance: Madame is having a lie-in, and has not yet arisen.
Blood & Iron is the Tropism Award "Novel I Was Most Surprised To Love." Tim cracks me up. *loff*
Midori Snyder says nice things about "Orm the Beautiful." Dude. You know, I can never guess which of my stories will work gangbusters for other people, and which ones will just lie there twitching.
Best New Paranormal Romance gets a starred review from Publishers Weekly. Delia, they loved your story.
Today's words Word don't know: unevolved, raftsman, prosthesiotomy, unengineered, thready,
Darling du Jour: n/a
Mean Things: Perceval's cybernetics appear to have developed a personality. And an agenda of their own.
Tyop du Jour: n/a
Jury-rigging: This nook is so transparently narratively manipulative. Every scene wants to end on a hard beat, and everything is mystery and splody and running like fools. They are both running away and running to, and that is very fun.
There's always one more quirk in the character: Rien is trying very hard to be as gallant as her knight-protector.
Other writing-related work: n/a
Books in progress: Liz Williams, Snake Agent; Phyllis Ann Karr, The Arthurian Companion
The Internet is full of Things: Tate Hallaway on the glamourous life of a full-time writer.
The glamour!: I steamed my buns.