Got up, took the dog out, did some yoga (20 minutes of sun salutations.) Ate a food and started bread and did the dishes. La la la. Goal for the rest of the day: practice some guitar, and then finish this damned draft of Too Many Necromancers.
I shall not sleep before the draft is done. Even if it's just a slurry of bracket notes and WTF. Because I really have no clue how to finish this thing. I've got the wrong end of it somehow and I have to do a tricky trick and flip it around while making it look like I meant to do that the whole damned time.
In order to keep you entertained while I am engaged in Death Race 2011 (now with 111% less DavidCarradineandSylvesterStallone, not to mention horrid 70's eye makeup), I bring you the second half of "Boojum" from Drabblecast. With a second and equally nifty image of the Lavinia Whately.
"Boojum," Part One
"Boojum," Part Two
Teacup today: Green stoneware. Serious business requires a high-capacity mug.
Tea today: Upton's Sencha, Shizuoka #2; Upton's China Pre-Chingming Golden Monkey
(tea photo is blurry, but you get the idea)
And now... This Draftus Must Die.
Here's where we start for the day:
Too Many Necromancers aka The Shaded King aka This Thing Needs A Different Title
hours since draftkill commencement: 0
words since draftkill commencement: 0
words total: 15,000
Exercise: yoga (20 mins of sun salutations),
Sustenance: redneck huevos rancheros (spicy black beans, tortilla strips, tomato, fried eggs). cantaloupe so ripe I had to eat it over the sink
Caffeine: sencha, golden monkey
Dancing: with the dog
Mean things: --
words Word don't know: --
words I'm surprised Word does know: --