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Now the radio has gone to Hell, and Hank Williams has gone to Heaven

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Progress notes for 2 August 2005:


New Words: 700
Total Words: 1,408
Pages: 6

And half of those words were a "the millionaire, and his wife" list of the first class passengers on the dirigible. Ehn. I had to put it somewhere. And it takes a damned long time because one has to keep stopping and thinking about who these people are.

I really shouldn't succumb to the urge to put Sam Clemens in this story. What with the zeppelin and the vampires and the alternate history and the Batman slash and all it's already pretty crowded, and then there's the little problem of Mississippi being a French possession.

I'm reasonably certain this Hungarian nobleman is a Dracula masquerading as a Corvin. Yes, I am the only person in North America who finds that funny. This may be the most self-indulgent story ever.

[12:22] matociquala: Why is everybody on this zeppelin blond?
[12:22] matociquala: Heil.
[12:22] leahbobet: It is the uberzeppelin?
[12:22] tanaise: Because you're secretly an antisemite
[12:23] stillsostrange: We know Bear is a stealth-racist
[12:23] matociquala: I correct that.
[12:23] stillsostrange: All those non-white characters are just a cover
[12:23] matociquala: Everybody's blond except the vampires.
[12:24] matociquala: and the frenchwoman
[12:25] leahbobet: Vampires prefer blondes, maybe?
[12:25] leahbobet: They have arranged the passenger list for maximum preferential snackies?
[12:25] matociquala: Easier to spot the veins in a fair-skinned victim.
[12:26] stillsostrange: hee
[12:26] matociquala: Saves unnecessary puntures.
[12:26] matociquala: and punctures too

*sits on hands*

Reason for stopping: work.
Mammalian Assistance: more cat-butt maintenance. The boo boo seems to be healing nicely, at least.
Stimulants: vanilla almost and earl grey tea
Exercise: none
Mail: nomail
Today's words Word don't know:  undisfigured, Habsburg, Albion, Parisienne, authoress
Words I'm surprised Word do know: n/a
Tyop du jour: the English couple voided her. Whups. And in front of company, too.
Darling du jour: "I'm screaming inside," she said, and laid the fork down beside her plate. "But that's no reason not to eat."
Books in progress, but not at all quickly: China Miéville, Iron Council; Richard Overy, Russia's War: A History of the Soviet War Effort, 1941-1945; Jack Kerouac, On the Road
Interesting research tidbits of the day: n/a
Mean things: I named a character Virgil out of idle cruelty today. What? It's 1899.
Other writing-related work:  Contracts


Hey, Neal Stephenson named a very cool character in his first novel Virgil.
I think Virgil was a cool name. When I was just discovering baseball, there was a pitcher named Virgil "Fire" Trucks. And there's always the Band's "Virgil Cain is my name, and I served on the Danville train."
Well, blond vampires are so passé.
next time i see you, remind me to show you the veins in my left forearm....
Nummy nummy!
There's been some good little stories involving Sam Clemens in SF recently. Geoff Landis' The Eyes Of America last year was particularly good (Thomas Edison vs Nikola Tesla/Sam Clemens for the presidential election, gotta love it.) Not sure if that's a good reason for including him or a bad one. On one hand, stories have turned out great with him in it (he is an awesome character, after all), on the other it's been done recently.

I reckon everyone needs Mark Twain in their writing at least once, though.
Hi! Hijacking your discussion here to mention that I just presented one of your Green Eggs and Hamlet shirts from CafePress to someone who's been consulting with my company all year and who's lending me his family's obsolete iBook to take to InterThingie, so I can stay in touch on a major project we're wrestling with. He shares a name with Mr. Clemons which makes giving him THAT shirt a Very Evil Thing, especially since someone else on my staff tried to quote the famous line at him last month and he threatened to bill them $25 each time they tried it ;-p

I shall be crossing my digits for you re: the coming Campbells (I SAID I was being Very Evil lately, didn't I?)

I very much hope he enjoys the shirt!

And thank you!

Campbells? What Campbells? (ommmmmm)
Sam Clemens was a red head. So was his mother. And they both loved cats, which is why he did that whole decended from apes/cats thing.