I’m borrowing what I’m sure Deborah didn’t mean to be a meme and running with it, because yesterday was a very stressful day and focusing on some Good Things seems like a great idea. So, Ten Good Things About Today: 1. The panic-inducing idiocy of the British government telling me that our pets would have to go into 6 months of quarantine upon arriving in the UK because Alaska was not on the list of PETS-approved *countries* has been resolved by pointing out that Alaska is in fact part of…
blee.
I have just gone through my wardrobe. Again. And gotten rid of a significant chunk of stuff. Again. I now own maybe half a dozen outfits, mostly dresses and suits, that I have had in my possession for more than six months. Everything else is new. At least one of those outfits is bordering on too big, but I won’t get rid of it until it really is too big, because it’s my Magnificent Red Blazer, which is too awesome to not wear until I really can’t anymore. Another is…
:P
I went to bed at 2am last night, or something equally stupid. I have concluded I’m probably stressed about moving, as doing things for that was what was eating my brain last night. Well, that and Mike & the Mechanics’ “Living Years”, which, I swear to God, if I ever get a time machine I’m telling that stupid bastard to go talk to his goddamned father before the old man dies, because that fucking song has been stuck in my head for days, and it is just *depressing* as *shit*.…
gah.
Can’t sleep. Clowns will eat me. I have no idea why I can’t sleep. I got up at 6am yesterday. I should be dead to the world, but instead if I go to bed I lie there feeling grumpy about not sleeping. I wonder if writing would put me to sleep.
writingu
Today has been a fine cat-explodey kind of day on the writing front. I got about 5600 words written, nearly two chapters worth, and I’m just under 45K on the book. Charging merrily along, we are. It never fails to astound me how much writing is about synchronicity. I’d just ripped out some of COYOTE DREAMS, and was trying to put thoughts together on how to go forward when I got an email from my agent with some comments about the proposal for the book. One of her comments gelled…