I’ve been sitting here for days going nowhere with the first chapter of HANDS OF FLAME. This morning I threw out what I had and started again, switching to the other viewpoint character instead of the one who starts the first two books (but tied the openings to all three together by using a line very similar to HoS’s first line (which may be too kitschy, but which works for me for the moment) even though the viewpoint character had changed), and I’ve written some 1300 words this morning. This…
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laid-back day
I’m feeling very mellow, due to having stayed up far too late last night. I’m not accomplishing much, or at any great rate of speed, but I did at least manage to finally call the bank and ask what happened to the check I deposited in May (I’ve been meaning to do this since July), so they’re investigating that. I also paid bills, thanks to ‘s helpful Western Unioning. If I’m very together I might call my bank in Alaska tonight and actually talk to a live human person about…
no mystery novels…
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…
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…