"The Inevitable Heat Death of the Universe"
New Words: 239
Total Words: 626
A little story, just poking along. I need to stop now, until I find the plot, because otherwise I'll start thrashing. It gives me a few paragraphs or a sentence, and then wanders off to play in the waves.
But that's okay. It's young yet, and pretty.
I have three short stories and a novel proposal to write, and if I get those done, I have nothing required of me except obligatory rewrites and revisions until next year sometime. The pile is actually dropping. I can see the bottom.
Reason for stopping: sleepy and out of story.
Mammalian Assistance: Paladin begging for everything
Stimulants: oatmeal and blood-orange/cranberry tea
Exercise: none. I should maybe do some yoga or something.
It is to blush.
Also, I got a rejection from Asimov's. Alas.
Today's words Word don't know: n/a
Words I'm surprised Word do know: n/a
Tyop du jour: catilage
Darling du jour: The whole description of the shark, which is too long to reproduce here, especially as I suspect this will be quite a short story when it's done. Maybe about 3K, if I can find the plot. It feels... concentrated.
Books in progress, but not at all quickly: Ladislas Farago, The Game of the Foxes; The Adams-Jefferson Letters;
Mean things: immortality
Other writing-related work: A crit! Two crits! *turns into The Count.* (I wonder if he ever got treatment for the OCD.)
Interesting tidbits: Carl Zimmer on the Homo floresiensis controversy. (via sclerotic_rings, like most cool things eventually are) cmpriest on writers she loathes.
Statler & Waldorf review recent movies.
Green herbs slithering through mint, lime and lavender.
I have high hopes for this one.
Vial: Mint, lime, and lavender. Oh, please...
Wet: Minty fresh! Alas, I wanted more lime, less toothpaste.