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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We who grew up tall and proud, in the shadow of the mushroom cloud....

Progress notes for 24 October 2006:


New Words:  1631
Total Words: 3158
Pages: 15
Deadline: Dec 31
Reason for stopping: End of scene, quota

Stimulants:  rosemary bread, coffee, lemon seltzer
Exercise: walked downtown and back, with groceries
Mammalian assistance: I just stepped on my cat. We're both fine, but it gave us both a nasty nasty start.
Mail: nomail

Today's words Word don't know: noil, insinuatory, rowhouse, thaumaturgic
Words I'm surprised Word do know: n/a

Mean Things: some poor boy slashed to death in his bath
Tyop du Jour: n/a
Darling du jour: "No flies on you," Jack said, affecting a peculiarly horrible accent he perhaps imagined to be American.
Jury-rigging: patched a hole in the middle and wrote a transition. Those fifteen pages are now more or less contiguous. Flaccid, perhaps, but continguous.

My sense of pacing seems to have deserted me entirely. I can't tell if this is moving at all.

There's always one more quirk in the character: Jack cannot do accents.
Other writing-related work: n/a
Books in progress: Still reading the Chabon
The Internet is full of Things: They're on the other computer. Gimme minnit.

Old and new Boston

Beacon Hill

Remnant gaslamps of Jamaica Plain

The glamour!: The thrilling realization that my downstairs neighbor cranks his heat up so high that I may never need to turn mine on is ameliorated by the fact that H&HW are included in my rent.

Tags: new amsterdam, progress notes, short fiction

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