Progress notes for 1 April 2005
New Words: 1,062
Total Words: 28,181
Well, I figured out why I was stuck. My backbrain was stalling my frontbrain because my frontbrain thought the next thing that happened was gunfire, and my backbrain realized that once the shooting starts, the time for worldbuilding evaporates and the book's tone shifts from ratcheting up that mountain to landslide.
Darn you, backbrain. Why don't you learn to speak English?
Whiskey & Water
New Words: 1,347
Total Words: 14,254
We will note from this that my attempts to ignore the horsie, the bespectacled Mage with the very spiffy topcoat, and the rest of the crew have come to no fruition. Or, as truepenny says, "Novels are very like cats in this regard." Oh, you ignore me? I taunt you now! Wait, you want love? Leave me be, vile human!
Reason for stopping: enough for today, and end of scene on both.
Mammalian Assistance: It's a nice day,and Signy keeps poking me to go out and lie in the sun. And then she barks and has to be brought inside. Ah well, I need the breaks, I guess.Marlowe is pissed off that my lap and the sunbeam are not in the same place, and is alternating between the two, with much tail-lashing. Oh, and apparently he has allergies too. *wipes cat-snot off monitor* Ewww.
Stimulants: Prince Charles tea. (Which is not the same as Prince of Wales tea. Obviously, they're running out of members of the British Royal Family to name teas after.) Also, lime passion tea. by the potfull.
Exercise: Walk, and gothercise.
Mail: Hammered is officially #3 on the Locus paperback best-seller list for April. (link courtesy of scalzi, a scholar and a gentleman. Just not both at once.)
Tyop du jour: water flying from sping-curled hair. Spang! or: Cool air chocked the sweat on his neck. There's a visual.
Darling du jour: Seven years after the dragon, Whiskey came back to New York.
Books in progress: Ed Sanders, Tales of Beatnik Glory; Neal Stephenson, Quicksilver
Interesting research tidbit of the day: Nuckelavee
Other writing-related work: Three or four pages of hand-scribbled notes on Carnival.
You can't be in our band.
You don't play like a man--
But there's one thing you can do:
Teach us to play like you.
(The whole album is fantastic, as an aside.)
twistedchick on the legacy of Pope John Paul II.