Wrote 1100 words this morning, but they were political mechanation stuff and really nothing at *all* like fiction, so I can’t count them. Must rewrite ch. 3 of HoS tonight; that will count. Also finished rewriting ch. 2 last night, so that’s good. I really must loosen up my POV on TQB, because there’s a lot of good stuff going on that’s beyond Belinda’s immediate scope, and I think the reader needs to know about it even if she doesn’t. It’s hard to break out of this very tight 3rd person POV. MANIFEST DESTINY is in a looser 3rd person POV. Probably when I go back to work on it again, it’ll make Baby Jesus cry.
In other news, it is five frelling degrees out, which is not my idea of a good time, dammit. I’m ready for it to be SPRING NOW, PLEASE. *cuddles up in a warm fuzzy and sulks*
Um. Anything else today? Not so far. Oh, I’ve got a short story ready to send out. That’s good. And I should go get Russ’s comics and put ’em in an envelope and zoop those off to him too. *looks around* Maybe I need a Thinks To Do list for today.
mail stuff (story, russ’s comics, deirdre’s jam)
find a box for dead mss
call the chiro
4. find out what kind of battery the ancient Mac needs
send in writing rendevous registration
Oh! Ted got another rank in aikido on Sunday! Yay Ted!
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