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bear by san

God used me as a hammer, boys, to beat his weary drum today.

A Companion to Wolves

New Words: 200 (my half of 400)
Total Words: 53,372
Pages: 224


One-Eyed Jack

New Words: 2,092
Total Words: 55,781 (60K! And it's all over but the screaming. Well, the running, and the shooting, and the screaming, and the black magic, and the white magic, and-- Let the fireballs commence, boys.)
Pages: 250

Reason for stopping: End of scene on one, and truepenny vanishing, on t'other
Mammalian Assistance: See last rock. :-P
Stimulants: Good Earth Sweet & Spicy Herb Tea
Exercise: Stretching
Mail: nomail
Tyop du jour: She slid a little knife from the fifth picket on her jeans.
Darling du jour: Bugsy Siegel stepped out of the lift a moment later, slicking his brains back into his skull with both hands.
Books in progress: Ed Sanders, Tales of Beatnik Glory;
Books finished: Nancy Milford, Savage Beauty;
Other writing-related work: Panicking about the cat

Comments

I want a picket on my jeans.

---L.
Those aren't just *any* jeans, son.

Those are *five*-picket jeans.
Yes, but five is passe — overdone fashion. The cool kids have only one or two pickets on their jeans. And they have to be the right color, too.

...

Writing YA can seriously warp your brain.

---L.
Depends on what they're picketing....

Gotta have the 'cause of the month