April 7th, 2008

criminal minds elle lucky

it's interesting when people die

56 pages into the proofs for Hell & Earth, which, with the slush I did this morning, is being declared Enough Work For The Day. (Six corrections so far, two of them word rep and one a repetitive gesture.) How does the damned word rep make it all the way to the page proofs? You know, you would think by now I would have it out of this thing. And yet no.

And I can guarantee I will have missed some still, and the book will go to press with it.

Just found a scene that I actually like, though. This book is better than I remembered.

Speaking of which, I have the MMPB proofs for A Companion to Wolves here, so if anybody noticed any typos in the hardback, now would be a great time to mention it!

In other news, my latest column for Storytellers Unplugged is up here, and Laser Books has announced that the Czech version of Hammered will be available in December.

I am much less stressed.

Had a dream last night in which my subconscious assured me that I had done the right thing in bailing on trying to write Chill right this second, so I'm feeling more assured that I did the right thing there. This is especially significant as I almost never remember my dreams, so it's a big deal when one shows up and makes itself Important.

The cat seems glad I'm home; she's just gotten off my lap for the first time since 5 pm yesterday.

Now, I get to take some naproxen for my neck, and practice guitar until it's time to go climb.
lion in winter broken because you're bri

they tell me i'm a hero on the other side...

My recovery time at the climbing gym is getting a lot better. Some of that might be the running--though after only two weeks, it seems hasty to say so. But I did six climbs tonight, sent five of them, and I'm just three or four moves from the top of this 5.7 I've been fighting for Some Time Now. The next move I need to make is a power move, a layback where the foothold is at hip height and tricky to balance on, and which will require a good deal of strength, especially since I need to use the momentum to lunge up to the next handhold. I reached it repeatedly, but I couldn't stick it. Even when I got mad at it.

And since it's near the top of the wall, of course I'm already burned out when I get there.

However! I did get past the infamous traverse without falling. Resting yes. Falling no. Which makes me awfully happy.

And in certain circumstances, I'm actually starting to feel confident and like I know what I'm doing up there. There was a bit of a traverse of the slab wall that would have given me serious trouble a month ago, and I just sailed right through it tonight.

That makes me happy.

And now, OMG, I need to eat something.