I got new glasses (again, yes, but they were real cheap! seriously. like $11!), and Ted, upon seeing them, said, “Those will be great with your pinup dress.” That was, in fact, much of why I’d chosen the ones I had, so I was delighted. Then he said, because I have several pairs of blue glasses, “Now you need to get a blue dress!” O NOES BRER BEAR NOT THE BRIAR PATCH! Because my glasses are really mostly teal, not blue proper, these appear to be my choices: The Sparrow,…
five things make a post
Thing One: Thanks to my mom, who is a hero of the revolution, I got 300 of 400 pages revised yesterday. There’s as much work to do in the last hundred as there was in the first three hundred, but at least I’ve got all the groundwork laid. At the moment I’m even up by 2K, because I haven’t started any major deletions yet. That, however, is not going to last. Thing Two: I’m tired. I have eleven hundred projects I’d like to work on, some of which are important,…
:p
Know how I posted a few weeks ago saying I felt something was wrong with the book but I couldn’t see it? Well, 30K further on I can now tell you with assurance that the place where I thought I’d screwed up, I screwed up. I just wasn’t far enough past it to see how to fix it. Now I am, and instead of having 10K to go and anticipating finishing this week, I have 90 freaking thousand words to revise to some degree or another, and will feel lucky…
small triumphs
I started the day 800 words behind. I caught up, completed quota, and ended the day 2300 words to the good, for a startling-to-me total of 4100 words, and just over 90K on RAVEN CALLS. I haven’t yet hit the “I have five chapters left” stage, which is normally lurking ’round about now–the conviction that I have five chapters left, and that I will continue to think I have five chapters left, until I suddenly reach the end of the book. In the meantime, I’m doing a reading from and…
dopplegangers
They (“They”) say everybody’s got a doppleganger somewhere in the world. Me, at last count, I had six. I’m reminded of this because Agrimony saw me a few nights ago at a Jeff Duhham show in New England, when she knew perfectly well I was at home sleeping in my bed in Ireland. The first time someone said she knew somebody who looked just like me I was nine years old. I’d just moved into town and was going to a new school and a girl said to me, “You’re…