I grew up in theatre. My family was enormously involved in every aspect of it; Dad was a director, Mom was a costumer, they both acted, Mom danced. I did dance recitals from the time I could walk (excepting the year of the Terrible Ankle Sprain at age five), as did my sister. We were extras in plays that needed children until we were old enough to get cast in real parts, and my first line in a show I’d been cast in was, “Thou liest, thou shag-eared villain!”, from…
writing fu
what’s left this week: — revisions on “Ill Met”, which I’ll do tomorrow and Sunday and then just turn in without further feedback, because hey, it’s due Monday. — author alterations on CARDINAL RULE, which are due Thursday. I’m hoping those’ll be really fast and easy and I can do them all Monday and submit them Tuesday. — any final revisions I want to do on THUNDERBIRD FALLS, which are due “mid-August”, so I need to get them in by Friday at the latest also: — finish the PHOENIX LAW/Strongbox…
painted!
The downstairs is entirely painted. It is a different color of white than it used to be. It looks, essentially, exactly the same as before, except now it smells of new paint, and is perhaps brighter. The kitchen looks much nicer. And the garage is cleaned and organized and we did a dump run (well, the boys did) and … we got a lot done yesterday, actually. Today, because we are real party animals, we get to clean the downstairs in the “nuke it from orbit” sense of cleaning. Everything…
oops.
Last time I tried to make a blog entry, the power went out. Let’s see if it happens again. :) I got very useful critiques on “Ill Met” from Sarah and Stella, and Silkie did her usual eye for detail thing and caught everything I’d mucked up as far as historical relevance is concerned, so I’ll do revising this weekend and submit that baby on Monday. Angie is the most completely absurd, cool person in the world, and as soon as I get my act together I’ll show you why.…
Done!
Done! I have to cut about 300 words, do a spell check, and send this to some people for feedback, but voila! Done! I rather like this silly little story! But before I do the cutting and the sending, I yam going to go for a walk with the dorgy, as we’ve both been cooped up inside aaaaalllll daaaaay and it’s very beautiful out. ytd wordcount: 159,500 miles to Mount DOOOOOM: 34