Happy St. Patrick’s Day! It’s been a long busy day here. I spent the morning working on (blessedly uncomplicated) line edits, and then went to the St. Patrick’s Day parade, where I watched just enough of the parade (ie, about 3 minutes) to determine that Military Kit was not amongst the army folk, and then I slipped away from the barrier and spent the next couple hours going up and down Patrick Street taking lots of pictures. A sampling: I took a picture of a guy with a microphone, who…
things i need…
Things I need to write that are not actually words in a book but which are none-the-less work-related writing and which keep piling up not that that’s bad it’s just that I’m feeling snowed under so maybe if I get some of them done I’ll feel less so, and if this is avoidance for the line edits, well, too bad: – quick note to the Dabels – paranormal romance blog – author introduction blog – synopsis blog – comic book blog We went to see the Spiderwick Chronicles movie this…
goodness.
Today’s the first day in weeks I’ve felt like myself. I feel like I got enough sleep (and it’s not that I haven’t been sleeping) and I woke up all ready to go to work. Boy, it’s a lot nicer to feel this way than mopey the way I’ve been. This morning a UPS man called and asked if I could meet him at the corner of Blarney and Shandon street because he couldn’t get up the hill because the road had been closed. Indeed, it has been. There’s a…
oh, well, what the hell…
Stolen from half my flist: Everyone has things they blog about. Everyone has things they don’t blog about. Challenge me out of my comfort zone by telling me something I don’t blog about, but you’d like to hear about, and I’ll write a post about it. Ask for anything: latest movie watched, last book read, political leanings, favorite type of underwear, etc. Repost in your own journal so that we can all learn more about each other. (…and yes, this is posted after I read Robin Hobbs’ rant, so I…
*sigh*
I can’t find the quote about, “This morning I wrote 100 words. This afternoon I deleted them. A fine day’s work,” or something to that effect, but that’s what this week has been. This week I’ve written about 8K. This afternoon I’ve deleted 6K of it. *sigh* ytd wordcount: 90,700 miles to Minas Tirith: 182.4