I know I’m talking about nothing but metrics, but I swear, that’s all that’s going on. Ted’s doing all the heavy lifting (literally) for the move and I’m just up here trying to get this book written. And doing a reasonably good job of it: 28,271 / 110,000(25.7%) But that’s about all there is in Whoville. ytd wordcount: 229,900 miles to Isengard: 10.9
thinks & thoughts
I’m trying to figure out a schedule that doesn’t totally wipe me out at mid-day. I don’t seem to have enough stamina, right now, to get up and swim in the morning, then write. I fall asleep during the writing part, and then end up not getting my words done until 6 or 7pm, which feels Very Late Indeed. OTOH, yesterday I started writing early so I could go see The Incredible Hulk (which delivered, I thought. It wasn’t as good as Iron Man, but I thought it pretty much…
thinks to do
thinks i gotta work out the time to do while continuing to write a chapter a day: – revise “frwl” – get the “frwl” *contract* signed, it seems – write THE IMPERATOR’S HEIR proposal – email scott re: covers – work on bursary grant application – figure out which other grant to apply for swear to god, at some point this headlong rush is going to all be over and i will have *no idea* what to do with myself. I had at least two more things to put on…
idle thoughts
Marith made a comment yesterday about fish not noticing water, with regards to me and how much/what I do. I tend to think if I can do it, it must not be all that impressive, really, and that anybody can do it. I’ve been thinking about that the last couple days in the context of writing music. No, I haven’t begun writing music. I haven’t got the foggiest idea how, not music nor lyrics. Instead I boggle at how musicians can evoke emotion and tell stories in three minutes with…
eowyn challenge
I took myself on a walk this morning and reached Minas Tirith for the third time, thus completing the outward leg of the hobbits’ journeys there and back again. Next I’m backtracking (magic reset button, I don’t have to walk back) to Rauros Falls, and taking the trip from there to Isengard with Aragorn, Legolas and Gimli, a journey of 484 miles. This is good. I’ve been typing “miles to Minas Tirith” for nearly nine hundred miles now, and my fingers will be pleased (if confused) to get to type…