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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it's time to leave her dreams on the underground

Progress notes for 9 & 10 November 2006:


New Words:  3,547
Total Words: 12,394
Pages: 53
Deadline: Dec 31
Reason for stopping: end of scene, enough for today, need to figure out the next scene.

Stimulants:  Smartfood
Exercise: walked up around Elizabeth Park, and actually found a whole new part of the park I didn't know existed.
Songs mutilated: Leaving on a Jet Plane, Take it Easy, Horse With No Name, Heart of Gold, House of the Rising Sun (I can almost make House of the Rising Sun sound like a song. This is because it has no G major. G major is my bete noir.)
Mammalian assistance: Mebd stole my water and my cheese popcorn.
Mail: Locus!

Today's words Word don't know: divideness, beaky, kohled, overpronunciation, Irishness, fireless, corsetry, rentboys,

Mean Things: Abby Irene made Sebastien help perform an anal swab on a cadaver. My characters get to keep no dignity.

There's always one more quirk in the character: Sebastien is really quite unflappable. Which, after 1100 years, you'd expect.
Other writing-related work: none
The Internet is full of Things: Your ass, sir?
The glamour!: Still eating that soup. Mm, soup.


Tags: new amsterdam, progress notes, short fiction

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