I just blew out the power cord for my digital camera’s camera dock. My laptop had been doing just fine with the power adapter/converter (I can’t actually remember which it is right now) I have. I rashly, and incorrectly, figured that hey, no problem, the camera dock’s power cord will probably just work right away too! Instead it went *paff* and let out the magic white smoke. There will be no pictures of the new haircolor. Or anything else, for that matter. But here’s the bad thing: my first thought…
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wow. tired brain.
Wow. Tired brain. 4000 *new* words today, plus fiddling and twiddling on many of the others. Got four chapters done. I was aiming for five, but the fifth is going to be another that requires quite a lot of rewriting, I think, and I just don’t have the brain to try to handle it right now. I’m pretty sure they’re going to continue to need more and more rewriting as I get further into the book and its shape becomes different, so I’m reveling in these high-chapter-rewrite days while I…
I shoulda…
I shoulda left the damned streak in my hair and called it good. I suppose this color will do. It’s darker. I prefer it to the last color. But the whole thing makes me really just want to cut my hair into a Louise Brooks bob and have done with it. *mutter* Stupid hair.
Ow. My feet.
“We’re lost, aren’t we?” “We’re not lost. I just don’t know exactly where we are at the moment.” “Belgarath, that’s exactly what the word lost means!” My clever plan to go forth to Temple Bar, find the comic shop and movie theatre, then to go back to Grafton Street for some shopping was partially successful. For example, I found the movie theatre. I went there very much like I knew what I was doing, in fact. Mind, Dad had brought me over there a few days ago, and I’d been…
productivity
I think living in Ireland is going to prove very good for my productivity, because I’m a minimum of 5 hours and a maximum of 9 hours ahead of everybody I’m accustomed to interacting with. When I get up in the morning, everybody else is going to bed. This means there’s no one to talk to online, which reduces the urge to dink around all day enormously. To wit, I have gotten through 3 chapters of HEART OF STONE this morning. Not much in the way of genuine forward motion–maybe…