I didn’t have any mystery novels, so I was obliged to read Allen Steele’s COYOTE trilogy today. Good stuff. I have a couple hours before I meet Robin on CoH. I’m thinkin’ maybe I can fit one more book in, if I can find one lying around that I want to read. Or maybe I’ll make a cake, which has put me in mind of. Or maybe I’ll make a dinner with no morally redeeming qualities except its ease. That part I’m already doing, so there’s little question of it…
Year: 2006
just for the record…
…I would like to make it blazingly clear that I cannot abide Livejournal’s customization capabilities. Also, I apologize to people who look at my homepage and who do not have their screens set to the same resolution I do, but apparently somewhere along the line I determined I probably looked at it more than anybody else did, and started optimizing for 1152×864. It’s obnoxious beyond belief and if I were a real web designer I’d do something about it. Thank God I got to grow up to be a writer.…
A Profound Revelation
(ok, the scary thing is I’ve learned to spell that without looking) says she’s going to try to back off, relax a little, revise, and use the breathing time I’ve bought myself by working like a bloody lunatic since 2001 to fall in love with some of my new stuff before I have to write it. Shortly before I read that, I was saying to Ted that I hated starting new books, because unless I’d been struck with inspiration and really really really wanted to write it RIGHT NOW it…
major cool.
I am awash with potential colorists. The “I can’t possibly afford you” pro was willing to make a deal. Then he saw the inks: “The work is indeed exemplary. The lead character has a great “Huntress” like feel to her, and the artist is very talented. [followed by, upon receiving the 300dpi page] …page looks 10 times better even than the small online preview. …I’ve toyed around with a few high rez McFarlane inked pieces I’ve got before, and the inks from your artist remind me a LOT of his…
small triumph (ww lock)
I’m down a pound, maybe a pound and a half from last week. I’m a combination of pleased and sort of moopful over that; one wishes, after all, to IMMEDIATELY OBLITERATE any weight one has put back on. But, well. At least I’m down. My big triumph over the last week has not been staying on points, but the simple fact that I recorded them all week. Well. Up until Tuesday afternoon, at which point we ate a couple of meals out and I just don’t have the brains to…