it's a great life, if you don't weaken (matociquala) wrote,
it's a great life, if you don't weaken

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i won't get any older now that angels wanna wear my red shoes

dammit, I'm getting netcurmudgeon's cold.

Progress notes for 11 January 2007


All lovers young, all lovers must
Consign to thee, and come to dust.
--Shakespeare, Cymbeline 4.2

New Words:  2,191
Total Words: 18,484
Words for the Year: 16,425
Pages: 90
Deadline: Sometime in June or July, I'm guessing
Reason for stopping: quota, end of scene

Zokutou word meterZokutou word meter
18,484 / 110,000

Stimulants:  chamillo tea
Exercise: none
Songs mutilated: none yet, but I will be guitaring after lunch. The axe has migrated to a spot beside my Big Chair, to make sure I notice it and maybe sometimes pick it up and noodle a little.
Mammalian assistance: The presumptuous cat is sleeping in the sunbeam beside me, and every so often she reaches out and put her paw on my leg.
Poltergeist activity: Claude broke a glass on the drainboard last night. I heard something pop around ten last night, went into the kitchen and didn't see anything, and when I picked it up and turned it over this morning and went to grate some ginger into it to make ginger-carrot-orange juice, the edge of the grater touched the rim of the glass and it came apart in a ring. I mean, a half-inch green glass bracelet (if you don't mind a laser edge) separated from the body of the glass.

I think, given the spontaneous glass breakage in the kitchen, I must have one bitch of a temperature differential sometimes.

Still, it's the first glass Claude has broken in about nine months.


"Sounding" and "Wane" are longlisted for the BSFA short fiction award. I personally think "Sounding" is one of my best stories evar. And "Wane," you know, will be reprinted in New Amsterdam. 

Now, if you are eligible to vote, I would recommend you go vote for the Geoff Ryman story. *g*

Today's words Word don't know:  disingenuity, cosied, symbionts, starmaps, catspaw, surfacy, nanoparticles, searingly, microgravity, cocooning, spiderwebs, feathertips, sparrowhawk, undogged, slipskin, unsilence, starshine,
Darling du Jour:  Tears stung, swelled in the corners of watering eyes, broke from acceleration and smeared across her skin.
Mean Things: creepy paternalism, septicemia, epidemic, bone bruise, basilisk
Tyop du Jour: Her mind invented ours.
Jury-rigging: I made up a bunch of stuff about the behavior of blood spatter in zero G. I hope I remember to research that and fix it before it gets in print.

There's always one more quirk in the character: Rien has a nurturing side.
Other writing-related work: I finished the page proofs yesterday. You know what that means? AFTERNOON OFF!
Books in progress: Liz Williams, Snake Agent; Phyllis Ann Karr, The Arthurian Companion
The Internet is full of Things: via mrdankelly, Willy Wonka allusions. Ooo, so good.

Also, if you're not reading Justine Larbalestier's blog, I think you are silly.

casacorona on a Day In The Life Of An Editor

"If we don't protect freedom of speech, how will we know who the assholes are?"

The glamour!: Oh, my god, I'm hungry.

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