it's a great life, if you don't weaken (matociquala) wrote,
it's a great life, if you don't weaken
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Progress notes for 23 May 2006:

Undertow

New Words: 1136
Total Words: (actual wordcount / manuscript) 49,243 / 56,250
Pages: 225
Deadline: August 1
Words per day to meet deadline: 625
Reason for stopping: end of scene, dinner soon.

Zokutou word meterZokutou word meter
49,243 / 100,000
(49.2%)


Zokutou word meterZokutou word meter
225 / 400
(56.3%)


Stimulants:  licorice tea, cotton candy
Exercise:  walking around the zoo for about two hours. We saw lions and bears and seals and giraffes and tapirs, oh my.
Mail: nomail
Mean Things: EARTHQUAKE! And a broken leg. A badly broken leg. Oh yes.
Darling du jour: 

The human lay on his back, one leg tucked under him and the other splayed out. He panted heavily. That was good; he was alive. His eyes were screwed up like fish mouths, though, little puckers in a sweating face, and his hands clutched into the mud and reeds, fingers sunk deep. Gourami did not think that was promising.

The frog is a comedian. Yeah, predictable, really.

Books read:Wendy Moore, The Knife Man; Ellen Kushner, The Privilege of the Sword;
Other writing-related work: A draft blurb for the preview of Undertow that will go at the back of Carnival.

This will probably change, but for your amusement, here's the copy:

André Deschênes is a killer, but he wants to be more. If he can find a teacher who will forgive his past, he can learn to manipulate the odds, control probability, become a conjure man. But the world he lives on is run by the ruthless Charter Trade company, and the floating city called Novo Haven is little more than a company town, where humans and aliens alike either work for the Greene family, or are destroyed by it. In the bayous and back alleys, revolution is stirring. And one more death may be all it takes to shift the balance.

André Deschênes's luck has always been better than average. He's about to change it.

The glamorous life of the writer: we went to the zooooo! The tapirs were peeing on everything, the giraffe was grazing (on the ground, a really spectacular engineering feat), and the lions were, respectively, eating grass and giving back to the humans.

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