Progress notes for 7 June 2006:
Patience & Fortitude
New Words: 1507
Total Words: 11,850
Reason for stopping: I should not be working on this book. I should be working on that book.
Got the plot into the smut. So to speak.
New Words: 219
Total Words: (actual / ms) 60307 / 69250
Deadline: August 1
Words per day to meet deadline: 559 (eee! Losing ground!)
Reason for stopping: Stuck on the genocide. And I need to get some actual sleep one night this week.
60,307 / 100,000
277 / 400
Exercise: weights and ski machine
Today's words Word don't know: eldritch
Mean Things: Near-death by tantric sex. In anotehr book, I forced Andre to run from helicopters. Remember the compound fracture? You can feel bad for Andre now.
Darling du jour: Why I love Matthew with the loff:
"I wouldn't take Aleister Crowley to bed, mind you, or be real pleased if he moved in next door. And I don't condone the thing with the goat. But he has his moments when it comes to ritual."
That's not the most amusing thing he said. But it's the only one that's not a spoiler.
Books in progress: Martin Cruz Smith, Stallion Gate; Jay Lake, The Trial of Flowers
The glamour!: I had a bad thing happen today. I almost hit a giant turtle in the road. A snapping turtle as big as a Christmas turkey.
I missed him, but when I ran back to save him, somebody else had not.
I hauled him out of the road anyway. He had a broken leg and the back rim of his shell was cracked, but it wasn't depressed, and when I put him on the grass he went down the bank toward the stream faster than I have ever seen a turtle move.
He might live.
I hope so.
Sometimes, I hate not having superpowers.