Aw, man, that awesome velvet frock coat is on sale and available in my size. Well, if I was a bit thinner it’d be in my size, anyway. *wants*
Author: mizkit
I’m baaack!
Back into the world of the living, or at least the net-connected. I watched the Academy Awards last night and thought that actually they were mostly terribly boring. Jackman’s opening number was pretty funny, and I enjoyed the showtunes medley production number, in large part because it gave me the opportunity to discover that yes, Beyonce really can sing. Plus they did the choreography from the film of Grease for the bits they sang of “You’re The One That I Want”, which I thought was fairly awesome. :) And I…
hiding from the internet
Today I am hiding from the internet, because I want to watch the Oscars tonight without already knowing who won what. Gmail already helpfully let me know who won the best film, but I have managed to not see anything else while checking email, so that’s pretty good. (Oh crap. Ted says the download won’t be done tonight. I’m going to have to stay offline tomorrow, too! Multiple Media Avoidance Days! Agh!) The result of staying offline today is I got quite a lot of work done. (Go figure. I…
I figured it out!
Today I figured out what was wrong with the book! And the best part is, I only have to go back about two and a half chapters to fix it, and most of what I’ve written can be kept, it just needs to be shuffled around and revised a little. It is not impossible that I will finish the book on time! (It’s maybe not likely, because that would be some pretty intensive writing, but it’s not impossible!) The solution? The stakes were, in fact, not high enough. I got…
it’s friday?
Going to Dublin for three days when day one is a Sunday throws off my already not very firm grasp of what day it is even further. I’m completely convinced it’s Tuesday. Fortunately for me, rather than having to find something pithy to say, I can just point you at Laura Anne Gilman, who has made an extremely salient statement about the writing life. Also, one almost always needs the lesser amount of peanut butter one gets out to eat with one’s apple. I invariably think ‘that can’t be enough’…