I have not left the house today. On the other hand, I’ve finished one short story, written the entirety of a second (especially remarkable in that the time elapsed from Ted suggesting it to me finishing it was less than 3 hours), and written a third or so of another. This must be worth something. Now there shall be pineapple upside-down cake. ytd wordcount: 325,800
Tag: writing
just stuff
Y’know a couple weeks ago when I slept funny and woke up with my arm flung behind me? The joint’s been all achy and mucked up since then, but this morning it suddenly went CLICK and is fine again. It never ceases to amaze me both how much discomfort the body can become accustomed to and work with, and how very good it feels when the pain stops. I have had “write Chance #6” on my thinks to do list for like half a year now. Possibly longer. I finally…
comparatively early-morning drive-by update
It’s nice out! It won’t last, and in fact was miserable when we walked to the gym three hours ago, but it’s nice out now! And I am happy! It doesn’t take much. :) I made the error, perhaps, of posting this on Labor Day, when not many people in the US were around, and so, though I’ve gotten some (excellent) responses, I’ll point people here again: in short, if you want to give me a short story idea, I might write it for you. :) Ardian sent me the…
Is it possible…
…that I know, via LJ or otherwise, someone in London with whom I could crash the evening of the 18th of September? I’m only going to be there basically long enough to do the signing, flying in the afternoon of the 18th and flying out on the 19th, but I am cheap and if I can avoid paying London hotel rates for even one night, that would be…nice. :) I’m thinking of doing a week’s worth of fiction postings at the end of the month. It may be an Internet…
sort of busy, I guess
I guess it’s been a sort of busy day. I swam and wrote helped clean the kitchen and worked up a messy little synopsis for a graphic novel project (because I don’t write enough). I said to /Ursula earlier today that I didn’t think I quite understood what a vacation was. She said, “Isn’t that where the Pope lives?” Just so. :) Maybe I wasn’t that busy. I don’t seem to have very much to talk about, anyway. Anybody, she asked vaguely, know what material the (Tenth) Doctor’s coat is…