Ted gave me the day off when he came downstairs and found me asleep on the couch. I will resume wordcount madness tomorrow, at a slightly more sedate pace, and will apply all encouragement collected today to tomorrow and future days. I could go back to sleep. :p
Author: mizkit
this can’t be a good sign
I woke up this morning with “Wheels On The Bus (Go Round and Round)” stuck in my head. I don’t even have any children on whom this can be blamed. This *cannot* be a good sign… Thinks to do this evening if I can hold my brain together enough to do them: – answer matrice mail – answer dabel mail – answer fan mail – watch Torchwood (this, I can do) *sigh* All right, off to a slightly later start than the last couple days. I plead for encouragement today.…
ten years on…
Ten years ago, in April 1998, Trip mentioned keeping a list of books he’d read, an idea inspired by (ultimately) by Chrisber’s 9th grade librarian. I thought it sounded like a good idea. The 10th is actually the official Start Date for my booklist, but I figure that 1. I’ll forget on the actual date, and 2. I’m not likely to finish more than the one book I’m reading right now (REVELATION SPACE, Alistair Reynolds) between now and then anyway. I just looked. In the last 10 years, I’ve read…
not bad, mark ii
Sheer exhaustion sent me to bed around 10pm last night, and consequently sheer wakefulness got me up around 6:30 this morning. This combination, plus a bit of sheer bloody-mindedness, got me 8K today. I have another hour, technically, before my writing day is officially over, but my brain was already wearing out 1200 words ago, so I think I’m going to just take my 8K and go home. Or something. Even though I feel vaguely guilty about not writing until 7pm, which is my end-time. Stupid brain. Various bits: when…
not bad.
7400 words today. I should go re-sign-up for Novel in 90, which I totally flamed out on when I hurt my hand (otoh (heh), I in fact blew away the 67,500 word expectation with my 119.1K in the first 3 months of the year), but quantum willing and the creek don’t rise (and if I can keep this productivity rate up), I will finish this book a week Friday, and not start another one until (drumroll please) … MAY FIRST! …I think I’ll go fling myself in a pit now.…