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bear by san

I'm in no shape for driving and anyway I've got no place to go

Progress notes for 14 May 2006:

563 words on All the Windwracked Stars. Also:

Undertow

New Words: 1703
Total Words: (actual wordcount / manuscript) 38,191 / 42,750
Pages: 171
Deadline: August 1
Words per day to meet deadline: 782 (yay, it's going down again!)
Reason for stopping: End of scene, quota, tired.

Zokutou word meterZokutou word meter
171 / 400
(42.8%)


Zokutou word meterZokutou word meter
38,191 / 100,000
(38.2%)



Cricket is having a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day. And she just went all James Bond on me

Actually, This was more John Drake.

Bond would have shot a couple of people on his way out the window.


Stimulants:  coffee, cranberry tea, orange spice black tea
Exercise:  walked around Northampton with ashacat yesterday. Today I was going to be a lump, but stillsostrange wanted to gothercise.
Mail: nomail
Today's words Word don't know:  repurposed, herniating
Words I'm surprised Word do know: n/a
Mean Things: Blew up Cricket's greenhouse, gave her a migraine, snatched the answer to a nagging question from her grasp, threw her off a second-story deck, and made her relive that death three more times.
Tyop du jour:  next to the open sun-duck
Darling du jour: Whoever told her a cerebral aneurysm was a painless killer had obviously never died from one.
Books in progress: Wendy Moore, The Knife Man;
Interesting tidbit of the day: n/a
Other writing-related work: n/a
The glamorous life of the writer: I made soup. Seaweed and tofu hot and sour soup. I am cleaning out the fridge prior to leaving for WisCon.

Comments

Mean Things: Blew up Cricket's greenhouse, gave her a migraine, snatched the answer to a nagging question from her grasp, threw her off a second-story deck, and made her relive that death three more times.

I am very, very happy to be one of your readers, but I give thanks to all the gods that ever were that I'm not one of your characters. The migraine is just cold.
I'm a Bad Woman.

I am.
It could be worse.

You could be a Tim Powers character.
Awesome darling. Yowch.
It was a really, really bad migraine.
Cricket is having a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day

I'm not sure I'm ever going to see that character name without thinking of this story:

...unless you are angry and covered in crickets...