I have a fair bit of a headache, a sore throat, a large pot of pea soup and a new chapter. Well. Actually, I took aspirin and cold medicine, so the headache and sore throat are receding, but I do have those other two things for sure. Mm. I tell ya. One thing about being sick is it really makes you appreciate soup. The one thing I *had* to do today was get that chapter written, so I’m feeling pretty pleased. I’ve now had lunch, and I’m going to walk…
no brain
3 chapters fairly significantly reshaped with quite a few new words put in, 1 brand new chapter begun (if barely), and my brain has given up on me for now. Shaun, bless his pointy little head, has brought me a hot chocolate, and now I am sitting here vacantly writing this entry. I am still not well; my throat, which didn’t hurt yesterday, hurts today, and my brain feels less sharp than it did yesterday. Of course, I think I took a 90 minute nap around this time yesterday, too,…
fresh outta give a shit
I am, as Christopher would say, fresh out of give a shit. I’m not in a bad mood or anything. I just have absolutely no interest in dealing with anybody’s drama in any fashion at all right now. I met my cousin Maggie at the swimming pool! I hadn’t seen Maggie in four years (which her mother apparently gave her a hard time about, and she was like, “Every time I come into Anchorage I go out to the Valley to see YOU!”), but fortunately she still looked just like…
not dead
Not dead. In the depths of revisions and more revisions. Pretty much not planning on resurfacing until they’re done. Writing is hard. I’m going swimming.
there.
There. Bunchalotta chapters edited for the day. If I am a wise Kit, I will go back downstairs in a while here and go over the last six chapters and do more in-depth paper edits on them, because by the time I got to them in my first pass I had no brain anymore, so it’d no doubt be good to make a second pass before I move on to trying to get things fixed on the computer. So, yeah. In a while here. I’ve added 10 pages to the…