January 29th, 2012

can't sleep books will eat me

it's 106 miles to chicago

Well, it's about that time. I know this is really what you come to this livejournal for: the mad glamour of the last-minute deadline crunch.

There's three or five chapters of the Shattered Pillars rewrite left to get through, and it might be time to start the rampant self-abuse portion of finishing the book. Because while I am terribly avoidant and would rather be doing anything else in the world, the book still steadfastly refuses to write itself. Even though I know everything that has to happen between here and the end.

The floor is swept, the counters are wiped, and did I mention I made a tumblr thingy? I'm out of excuses.

And since my plans for this weekend canceled themselves and I'm still too sick to be doing much of anything but sitting on the sofa, this seems like a very good time to knuckle down and kill me a submission draft.

So here we go. My schedule is clear, my head is stuffy, the dog is asleep on his blanket in the sun, and it's time to get into that altered state of consciousness and turn this sucker's pockets out. Shattered Pillars dies this week.

With my draft, or on it.

Hours since draft-kill commencement: 0
Microsoft words/Pages total: 85,709/419
Manuscript words total: 104,750
Microsoft words since draft-kill commencement: 0
Sustenance: Chobani passionfruit yogurt
Caffeine and caffeine substitute: Upton peach with flowers black tea
Tea cup: Earthbound arts GIANT TEA BOWL
Alcohol: --
Dancing: --
Sleep: --
Exercise: --
Mean things: -- 
Darling: --
words Word don't know: --
Tyop: --


104750 / 120000 words. 87% done!

Baby need a new pair of shoes.
2012 01 29 daily commute 001
writing eternal sky rog

i'm so damned cold and if this blood don't turn to gold i think i'm doomed

With my draft, or on it.

Hours since draft-kill commencement: 3
Microsoft words/Pages total: 87,000/425
Manuscript words total: 106,250
Microsoft words since draft-kill commencement: 1291
Sustenance: Chobani passionfruit yogurt, sea salt caramel, pork cabbage dumplings, potato and pea samosas,
Caffeine and caffeine substitute: Upton peach with flowers black tea, "Crown me" green jasmine display tea
Tea cup: Earthbound arts GIANT TEA BOWL
Alcohol: --
Dancing: with myself
Sleep: --
Showers: 1
Exercise: --
Mean things: Healing touch failure, unexpected autopsy,
Darling: --
words Word don't know: secateurs, haboob, djinni, afrit, cremello, djinn, scry, puddled, sorcerous, kaftan, mazed, minty, deceptionless, steepling, pinkening, icemelt, unremarked, pavilioned, thready, chitinous, torchlit, sentiences, spined, counterpointed, khatun, petalled, ribboned, sashed, startlement, wreakings, chirurgeons, nursemaiding, recurved, syllabary, physicker, grimoires, rukh, peridot, apparated, schiller, slitted, taloned, ow, steading, windmilled, underthings, unwatered, enroute, lychees, noil, paunched, shearling, necropsying, ichor, chirurgeon, opiated, unkillable, padparadschas, nocked, bruisingly, windmilling, unthink, uncurve, thews, droughted, qanats, samite, vivisepulture, caravanserai, qanat, squinched, skreeling, poo, dishdasha, boughten, nonlethal, undeath (Yeah, I spellchecked the whole document)
Tyop: --


106250 / 120000 words. 89% done!

Evolution of an image:

A cool draught blew from that inner courtyard, air with enough moisture in it to lay the dust of the street, and in filtered light on the other end of the passage, green leaves rustled and one star-shaped white flower as big as Temur's palm glowed translucent in the sun.

A cool draught blew from that inner courtyard, air with enough moisture in it to lay the dust of the street, and in filtered sun on the other end of the passage, green leaves rustled and one star-shaped white flower as big as Temur's palm glowed translucent.

A cool draught blew from that inner courtyard, air with enough moisture in it to lay the dust of the street. Green leaves rustled and one star-shaped white flower as big as Temur's palm glowed translucent in filtered sun on the other end of the passage.

A cool draught blew from that inner courtyard, air with enough moisture in it to lay the dust of the street. Green leaves rustled on the other end of the passage and one star-shaped white flower as big as Temur's palm glowed translucent in filtered sun.
writing eternal sky rog

you think the road will break me

Well, I plan to keep poking on this until I fall asleep, but this is the last update for the night.

I want wonton soup desperately, Tomorrow I will have to see if I can fake some.

Have found three scenes that I need to go back and add in earlier places, but there's only one more scene in Chapter 17.


With my draft, or on it.

Hours since draft-kill commencement: 9
Microsoft words/Pages total: 90,221/442
Manuscript words total: 110,500
Microsoft words since draft-kill commencement: 4512
Sustenance: Chobani passionfruit yogurt, sea salt caramel, pork cabbage dumplings, potato and pea samosas, grape tomatoes, tangerine, Swedish meatballs, mashed potatoes, salad, sticky triple-ginger gingerbread, more caramel, spicy pickles,
Caffeine and caffeine substitute: Upton peach with flowers black tea, "Crown me" green jasmine display tea (2 steepings),
Tea cup: Earthbound arts GIANT TEA BOWL
Alcohol: the last tiny bit of the Laphroaig quarter-cask
Doses of NyQuil: 1 (soon to be 2)
Dancing: with the dog
Sleep: --
Showers: 1
Exercise: --
Mean things: Healing touch failure, unexpected autopsy, garroting 
Darling: --
words Word don't know:
Tyop: -- "We can," he said, eyes barrowing as his thick silver forelock fell across them.


110500 / 120000 words. 92% done!