April 28th, 2004

bear by san

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cpolk on her Black hair. (I have white girl hair, myself, I can't do anything with it, and I don't try. There's a reason it's cut in a longish Louise Brooks.)

Whew. Lot of running around in the heat this morning. I'm not even going to try to get any writing done until after I have to go get the boy, because it will just frustrate me. However, many things went to Fedex and the post office, and the Mail Me! corner of my desk is clean except one package I need the addy for.

And I had chili about a half an hour ago, and I am still starving.
  • Current Music
    Chris Isaak - Funeral In The Rain
bear by san

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You know, I've spent two books giving my characters problems-- and now I have no idea how I'm going to resolve all those problems in just 400 pages.

And currently, I have 11,000 words of mostly just people standing around talking about how screwed they are.

I wonder if I can pull off an entire book of that:.

"Hey, Jock. We're buggered, dontcha know?"

"Yeah, Chris, I hear those other guys are really fucked as well."

"Fuck this for a lark."

"Let's go bowling."

--exeunt, pursued by a Bear--


Actually, despite the day kind of getting away from me, I got 1350 words and a complete scene today, even if it is just people talking about how buggered they are. (And how did sex get to be a metaphor for unpleasantness, anyway?)

And I figured out where and how the book ends, which is always a very good sign.
  • Current Music
    Joni Mitchell - Ladies Of The Canyon