I had some sort of odd dreams this morning, including that I was sort of semi-dating Adrian Paul (hey, it’s a rough job, but somebody’s gotta do it!), who was working at a local comic shop. There was some kind of Highlander contest going on, only the only way you could win was if Adrian sold you the trading cards, which I thought was sort of ridiculous, and I’d already bought some cards, and one of the other comic shop guys accused me of wanting to get close to Adrian…
pleasant surprise
Pleasant surprise this evening during a Luna chat with Catherine Asaro. One of the Harlequin editors who was online asked if there were any other Luna authors there and I said I was one. It took her a moment to place me/Urban Shaman, but then she said, “Oh! We all loved your book! The marketing department is very excited about it!” I actually blushed. *laugh* So that was pretty neat to hear! Oh, and apropos of nothing, I caught up on reading Sarah’s WiP yesterday, and I’m really enjoying it.…
a funny (writerly) observation
I’ve noticed that when I’m writing a lot, I’m much less enthusiastic about reading. I’m wondering a little if the two tasks use the same part of the brain, or something, because I keep going to my TBR shelf, staring at it a while, even picking a book up, and then going “glglgh” and putting it back down again. I’ve found myself far less willing to go ahead and plow through a book I don’t think is very good. I’m even inclined to re-read more than tackle new books, possibly…
v. tired, but not bad
Skipping work today. I’m not as sick as I was yesterday, which is good, but I’m still pretty blah and tired. So I slept in until 8:40 or so and got up and showered and wrote my words for the day. I think I finished ch. 31 and I still think it’ll be a 35 chapter book, so I think I’ve got about 10-12K left and I should be done. I hope. :) ytd wordcount: 64,650
I would try…
I would try to make an onomatopoeic word for how the inside of my head and lungs feel right now, but if I succeeded, you might get this cold too, and that would be sad. Suffice it to say: I don’ feel v. good. :p Yesterday. Can I remember that far back? Yesterday…oh yeah. I ended up shoveling for another couple hours yesterday afternoon, since it was 40 degrees out and melting like crazy. I did this despite having a cold, but didn’t really feel any worse for the wear.…