January 17th, 2007

writing literature vonnegut

your professional band can play six, sometimes up to seven completely different chords.

Progress notes for 17 January 2007


New Words:  823
Total Words: 28,159
Words for the Year: 29,660
Pages: 138
Deadline: Sometime in June or July, I'm guessing
Reason for stopping: quota

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28,156 / 110,000

Quarter of a book! Which is actually closer to a third of a book, really, in manuscript page count.

And about 1500 words on the sizzling raygun space pirate story, hereby renamed "Boojum." Which is finished, at least in draft, and due for at least one more poke from both of us, I would guess.

Stimulants:  green tea chai, muffins made with leahbobet's sour cream berry muffin recipe, scallops with sichuan peppercorns
Exercise:  1.6 miles yesterday, the good work of which was no doubt all undone by the fact that we were walking to a bar, where we ate a lot and then drank beers. OMG, best steak and cheese ever. OMG, Reuben egg rolls. They make their own corned beef, man.

A mere 5 miles along my route to Mordor, I am now entering Tookland. Since it's currently -2 F out there considering windchill, something tells me any miles today will be made in the gym on the ski machine, and reported tomorrow. Maybe I can make it out of Hobbiton today.
Songs mutilated: just the usual suspects.
Mammalian assistance: Mebd is sharing my sunbeam. Or perhaps I am being permitted to share hers.
Mail: nomail

Today's words Word don't know:  nanotools, Metatron, unsulky, unkink,
Darling du Jour: n/a
Mean Things: scrawling over pointy things, cramped conditions, cannibals
Tyop du Jour:  the colonies of pale parasitical bromeliads that brew from the pressed and extruded walls.
Jury-rigging: n/a

There's always one more quirk in the character: Rien and Perceval both complain
Other writing-related work: n/a
Books in progress: Phyllis Ann Karr, The Arthurian Companion; Susan Perabo, Explaining Death to the Dog

writing rengeek magpie mind

should i make us both feel good? would a dollar do?

Book Report #4: Susan Perabo, Explaining Death to the Dog

This is a slim volume of mimetic short stories, one hundred and ninety pages. They are all quiet, meditative pieces about people in transition. Some of them--the title piece, and the first story, "Thick as Thieves," are exceptional. Some of the others are somewhat heavy-handed. Some are overly moralistic or predictable.

Her style is limpid, but I did find that the collection suffered overmuch from uniformity of tone. All of her narrators--male, female, young, and old--seem to have a similar held-breath quality, so even while there are superifical differences in character, most of them didn't emerge as different enough for me to have a real sense of them as people (There were a couple of exceptions.) . This is exacerbated by a reliance on first-person narrators.

But "Explaining Death to the Dog" alone, is, I think, worth the price of admission.

The collection is, overall, recommended.