On a list of things I never, ever thought I’d hear anyone say: I actually thought of you briefly while I was watching a naked man wrestle my cat for rope. No one’s life can be all bad, into which a comment like that falls. :) Today has been extremely hectic. I got up and gymmed (I don’t care about peak and off-peak hours. I want Music Blasting From Overhead Speakers and No Music Blasting From Overhead Speakers hours. A gym membership is a luxury item. If people can afford…
vaguely gloomy
I knew by the time I was into the second chapter of the book that the first chapter was dead weight. I kinda thought I’d keep it where it was until I got to the end and ran over, and then I could just whack out six thousand words really easily and feel all accomplished and stuff. However, in adding new material to support the emotional impact of the storyline, I began re-arranging stuff, and almost instantly it became clear that having this extraneous chapter whose real purpose was to…
bahahah!
Online conversation with a friend just now: P says “I want to tell you this story.” P says “So I’m in Borders, just browsing.” P says “Nice guy comes up to me (who works there) and asks if I need any help.” P says “I say, yes, as I’m in the F&SF section, does he have a recommendation for something good.” P says “He asks what genre. I say something alternative, contemp or near contemp, with magic.” P says “He immediately grabs Heart of Stone and says, ‘Read this.’” P…
HOUSE OF CARDS giveaway!
The time hath arrived! I shall announce with grandeur and splendour and a couple of other -eur-sounding-words who the lucky winners of HOUSE OF CARDS are! In no particular order: suzannemcleod, because her surname makes me mumble, “I am Duncan MacLeod of the Clan MacLeod,” when I see it, but also because she offered to donate 2x the cover price to the WWF and switch off for Earth Hour, which is an excellent way to my save-the-world heart; bellinghman, for inadvertently explaining to me why it is I’ve always thought…
I do not want to work today, said little Peggy Ann McKay
Feeling quite sullen about the whole prospect of working today. Slogged out three or four hundred words that seemed, as did the rest of the scene, all wrong, and in a fit of despondency went to see what the stupid synopsis said about this general scene. It said, not quite in these words, “Actually, Catie, you’re pretty much on the right track here. You do need to go back and add in another supporting scene after X but before Y (besides the two or three other supporting scenes that need…