words since 12:00 AM Monday: 4653
sleep since 6:30 AM Sunday: 9 hours
hours in deathmarch so far: 21.5
pages written: 25
pots coffee: 1
large mugs salabat: 1
pots tisane: 2 (licorice spice, strawberry kiwi)
pots tea: 1 (black dragonfruit)
dancing: intermittent. also, chair (commando-style; on the ceiling; in the light; on the edge of a knife)
handfuls of nutritional supplements: 1 (flax oil, borage oil, assorted vitamins)
food: pretzel rod, sticky rice with soy sauce, cheese and rosemary crackers, mushroom chicken steamed bun, olives marinated in bay, greek yogurt, cherries, two persimmons with lemon juice, 3 cubes of crystallized ginger; a big bowl of fortified whole-grain angelhair pasta with cheese, a glass of grapefruit/cranberry juice, more pasta (this time lemon pasta with peas and cheese)
alcohol: 3 shots of bourbon
drugs: 4 aspirin
You would think, after the end of Worldwired, I would have learned my lesson about writing fight scenes from the POV of people who can't fight.
You would think.
Also, just used the word limned. Margo Lanagan be coming to BUST ME UP.
I don't believe in the kindness of God to man.
In other news, Nebula Awards nominees, including some of you! Wow. LOOK AT THAT MY FRIENDS ARE FAMOUS!
(also, secritcrush found a place to live. so no starving on the streets of Loundinium for her!)
via ashacat, incidentally my workout partner (when she's not living in fabulous Bangalore) OK GO dancing on treadmills. Man, the wipeouts must have been spectacular. Like, Jackie Chan blooper reel spectacular.
*watch me earworm THE ENTIRE INTERNET!