*tud* all tired out! Wrote about 1500 words this morning (yay!), most of them on the final chapter. Or maybe the penultimate chapter. But I haven’t written most of the pen, or maybe the pen-pen, ultimate chapter, so still need to do that. anyway. writing was good. yeah. then I got on my bi-cy-cle and rode downtown, where I met the fabulous Wen Spencer for lunch, and we hung out and gabbed for about three hours. That was lots and lots of fun. She and her family did the inside…
the gun seller
I’m reading this book that Emily lent me, THE GUN SELLER. It’s by actor Hugh Laurie. I’m about four chapters in. Thus far it’s rather like what I imagine Douglas Adams would have written, if he wrote murder mysteries instead of science fiction. Huh. miles to Rauros Falls: 314.5
whoops
I gritted my way through the end of a chapter this afternoon, and it didn’t really turn out like I expected it to (I like how it turned out better than how I’d envisioned it) and now suddenly I think I have one chapter left. Maybe two. The story is ending in the same place I thought it was going to, with all the cards where I wanted them to be, but the details are turning out differently. So whoops, here I am, almost done. Thank God. I got very…
coh
Today was the sort of writing day where, after spending three and a half hours at the computer, I triumphantly achieved 14th level with The Blue Bandolier, my Freedom server blaster on CoH. *pause* What? I was at the wrong computer? Why does no one TELL me these things?! Back to work tomorrow, though, since the Weekend As Defined At The Murphy-Lee-Sandness Household is over. Emily has returned to Anchorage, and we celebrated by feeding her dinner and then going to Hot Licks, where I ate a very large, very…
nicked from <lj user=”jesshartley”>, cause wth.
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