Hm. The end of chapter 4 just did something I didn’t expect it to, which probably makes the story a lot more interesting (the thing was supposed to happen, just not yet, I thought), and now I have to think. But, since I have a pretty clear idea of what ought to happen in the next chapter, I think this must be the right thing to do. Writing is so weird.
oooh!
Oooh! Some kind and generous and wonderful person has given an anonymous donation toward the Mandarin! Thank you, kind and generous and wonderful anonymous person! *beam* Almost done rewriting chapter 4. I needed a break, so I’m going to go take a shower and finish it before I go on a walk. It’s warm out, 23 degrees. Maybe I’ll go on a longer walk than usual! If I get ch. 4 done before noon, perhaps I’ll work on 5 this afternoon.
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Did my 5 chapters of author alterations on URBAN SHAMAN. It’s…weird. I’ve read the book a trillion times, but there’s still this part of my mind that keeps going, “Huh. I wrote that?”, and “Huh. That’s pretty good. Huh.” It’s just weird. But I figured I’m better off stopping now before I get complacent about it. I’ll do another 5 chapters tomorrow, and so on and so forth. They’re due the 17th. I’ll fax them to NY on Friday or Monday, I expect. I’m doing word changes, mostly. Here and…
go me
Chapter 3 is rewritten. Most of the useable stuff from ch. 4 has already been used in 3, I think, so probably ch. 4 will be starting fresh, but that’s ok. Um. Had lunch. So I guess I have to go on a walk now, and then maybe to a movie and then I have to come home and read at least 5 chapters of the US galley. Starting at the end, I suspect. Oi. I’ve been watching too much Highlander. I suspect I’m going to finish up season 3…
ER is bad.
ER is bad. V. bad. Ted had it on when I came downstairs this morning, and I was obliged to watch the whole episode instead of turning the TV off when he left and writing. The only thing to be said in my defense is that at least I turned it off before the next episode started. Bad. V. bad. Yesterday I pulled a pair of jeans that I thought were 12s out of the closet to try them on, just because, and I slid them on and they fit…