I did write and delete the same paragraph like seventeen times, though. So yesterday's wordcount was a whopping 134 words.
APOD: The Fairy of Eagle Nebula
The Bunny Story:
Yesterday, as I was pulling out of the driveway, I noticed a bunny in the road. So I parked the car, got out, and began walking slowly toward the bunny, concerned that it might be injured. It was doing that huddled-bunny thing, so I couldn't tell from a distance if it was ok.
It was a domestic bunny, a black bunny with white feet. And it let me get quite close, almost close enough to touch it, and then gave me the hairy eyeball and lollopped away. Meanwhile, of course, I was talking to it. "Hello, bunny. You shouldn't be in the road, you know. If you come over here, I'll put you in a cat carrier and we'll see about finding where you belong. I'm sure somebody misses you--" etc etc. While keeping a weather eye out for motorists. (People drive down our narrow little residential street, lined with parked cars and playing children, at about forty miles an hour all the time.)
The bunny lollops. I follow. The bunny lollops. I follow. The bunny lollops up onto a neighbor's lawn, which is mostly desert, really, and startes eating a weed, still giving me the hairy eyeball. I kind of hunker down on the sidewalk and keep talking.
The bunny gives me an even hairier eyeball and lollops across the street. I follow. It pauses beside the gate to a neighbor's drive, and I pause as well. And happen to look through the gate.
And ah hah. Because there is a larger white bunny--too large to squeeze through the gate--in the front yard of the neighbor's house.
Ah hah! Eureka! So I say to the bunny "If you go through the gate, I'll stop chasing you."
And the bunny gives me the hairiest eyeball, and *squeezes* through the gate, and turns around with a glare that would bubble paint. The same look my cat gives me when I tell her "Get off the table." Like, I know I wasn't supposed to do that, but who are you to spoil my fun?
I am the bunny truancy police.
Progress notes for 24 April 2005
Whiskey & Water
New Words: 134
Total Words: 49,225
Reason for stopping: I decided to resort to strong drink and a good night's sleep, since the writing thing wasn't working.
Mammalian Assistance: dogs underfoot.
Stimulants: seltzer, slivovitz
Today's words Word don't know: n/a
Tyop du jour: n/a
Darling du jour: n/a
Books in progress, but not at all quickly: Ed Sanders, Tales of Beatnik Glory; Neal Stephenson, Quicksilver
Books read: Sarah Monette, Kekropia
Interesting research tidbit of the day: n/a
Other writing-related work: two chapters critted for truepenny