March 21, 2016 Progress Notes:

The Robot Monuments

Words today: 200.
Words total: 19,000.
Reason for stopping: Bed.

Darling du Jour: N/A

Research Roundup: N/A

Books in progress: Amanda Sun, Heir to the Sky.


Just a very little today -- this was a day mostly eaten by copy writing -- but even with a lot of project work on my plate, there was a little today. I still wrote.
March 20, 2016 Progress Notes:

The Robot Monuments

Words today: 500.
Words total: 18,800.
Reason for stopping: Bed.

Darling du Jour: "I know." He shakes his head, dislodging the last, light fingernails of those memories. "I know. Really."

Research Roundup: Pliés; whether the plowshare parable is functional in Asia.

Books in progress: Amanda Sun, Heir to the Sky.


Long, quiet afternoon and evening. It's the first Sunday I've had free in about three weeks, and we made the most of it: A very thorough home-cooked brunch, a long walk around the neighbourhood, in the sun, a generous helping of laundry, and then off to our quiet corners to make some art.


March 18, 2016 Progress Notes:

The Robot Monuments

Words today: 100 yesterday, 500 today.
Words total: 18,300.
Reason for stopping: Dinner.

Darling du Jour: N/A.

Research Roundup: N/A.

Books in progress: Amanda Sun, Heir to the Sky.


Whatever intermittent fever thing I've had for the last while, it is still here and it is very hard to get anything done with it hanging around. I was at this most of the afternoon. I had to keep stopping to lie down.

So: mostly connective tissue. Bits and pieces. No real revelations today.
March 14, 2016 Progress Notes:

The Robot Monuments

Words today: 100 on Friday night, 600 tonight.
Words total: 17,700.
Reason for stopping: Sleeeep.

Darling du Jour: None of this is real, I think, like a ritual, and then the first gust of wind hits ROBOTNAME and rocks us, twinned, back in our harnesses, and it is. It is absolutely real.

Research Roundup: N/A.

Books in progress: Amanda Sun, Heir to the Sky.


As you can tell, this is still rife with placeholder nouns. Eh, it's a draft.

Bed. Bed bed bed.
March 10, 2016 Progress Notes:

The Robot Monuments

Words today: 1,050.
Words total: 17,000.
Reason for stopping: Should start dinner. I'm thinking of trying to freestyle a sausage soup.

Darling du Jour: Uncle Haru's nod from behind the wheel as I closed his passenger door this morning, how Aunt Misato looked at me when she read the statistics in that flat white envelope: as if, overnight, my face had changed into a vast and shadowed new terrain.

Research Roundup: Architecture of Japanese suburbs; languages, cultures, and religions of Indonesia; depth of the Earth's crust.

Books in progress: Amanda Sun, Heir to the Sky; Lena Coakley, Worlds of Ink and Shadow.


Another full day dedicated mostly to drafting and sleeping off the remnants of the fever/wobbly thing plus watching documentaries about very serious people being very serious about cooking. If I'm deriving anything from the chef-stuff binge, it's that waking up with that 3am feeling of "Oh god, what have I done?" does not actually preclude skill, talent, or being on the right path to get what you professionally need. It, um, seems to be a feature.

Okay, sausage soup time. I have sausages. I have a cabbage that needs using.
March 9, 2016 Progress Notes:

The Robot Monuments

Words today: 100 last night, 850 tonight.
Words total: 15,950.
Reason for stopping: Bedtime.

Darling du Jour: Miles and miles of scaffolds and sparks arc through the air, and at their centres, crouched down and still big as the sky, are the robots.

Research Roundup: Local food of Hokkaido; earthquake-proof construction techniques.

Books in progress: Amanda Sun, Heir to the Sky; Lena Coakley, Worlds of Ink and Shadow.


It is a good feeling when after a day of not doing much at all (I didn't get a day off this weekend, and I won't next, so I forced myself to schedule one in between) I open a manuscript thinking there's nothing to say to it tonight, and almost a thousand words fall out.

Not the places I thought I'd be working tonight: a lot of fleshing out of a sequence that goes midway in the first third, and sending a few little tendrils from it into the last third of the book. Setting setting setting. Setting, and some relationship establishment.

I might need to name a few more pilots at this point. The placeholder NAME things are getting intrusive.
March 7, 2016 Progress Notes:

The Robot Monuments

Words today: 100 back on Friday, 300 today.
Words total: 15,000.
Reason for stopping: Still sick and I'm going to fall over now.

Darling du Jour: N/A.

Research Roundup: Crash course on the nuances of Shinto; traditional Japanese breakfasts.

Books in progress: Amanda Sun, Heir to the Sky; Lena Coakley, Worlds of Ink and Shadow.


A couple days of stuttery fevers; I've been flirting with a full commitment to Being Sick all week. This is all I've managed to squeeze out between emails and watching every food documentary on Netflix because I can do that while lying down.

So: 15,000 words! If I can get myself over 20k by month's end, I'll be pleased.
March 3, 2016 Progress Notes:

The Robot Monuments

Words today: 500.
Words total: 14,600.
Reason for stopping: Really feverish all of a sudden.

Darling du Jour: N/A.

Research Roundup: N/A

Books in progress: Amanda Sun, Heir to the Sky; Lena Coakley, Worlds of Ink and Shadow.


My preferred activity today would have been to eat chocolate and have a Swedish indie pop dance party, but. Adulting.

Weirdly enough, given the implied violence and the way the lyrics are way possessive, this is giving me a ridiculous amount of joy today.



I just love the FML look he gets when the clock hits five. I love the microsecond of desperate self-loathing when he stares at that button. In fact, I love the expressiveness of the lead actor in general. He's unpretty and amazingly emotive and a fantastic dancer, and I need to find what else he's done.
March 2, 2016 Progress Notes:

The Robot Monuments

Words today: 600.
Words total: 14,100.
Reason for stopping: Out to writer bar night this evening, which means it's time to get ready.

Darling du Jour: N/A.

Research Roundup: Inheritance discrimination and the status of illegitimate children in Japan.

Books in progress: Amanda Sun, Heir to the Sky; Lena Coakley, Worlds of Ink and Shadow.


I think we are finally in this, really and truly. I'm in when I write half a sentence, and suddenly, I find myself in tears.

(the place where there is only me and the weight)

Learned a few things about Kai this afternoon, notably why everyone in Sekitan is so messed up about him being there, and why he's, well, so messed up about everything. A lot more of where he's coming from makes sense now, and a lot more about where he's going.
February 24, 2016 Progress Notes:

The Robot Monuments

Words today: 400.
Words total: 13,500.
Reason for stopping: Went on and off on this tonight, but now it is time for bed.

Darling du Jour: Cranes and scaffolds sprout from the edge like metal bandages, holding back dirt, rubble, and slime from the chaotic crater floor.

Research Roundup: The biology of fight-or-flight responses.

Books in progress: Amanda Sun, Heir to the Sky.


A few hundred words down after a morning and afternoon mostly thrown to the jaws of paperwork, and an evening thrown to the jaws of spaghetti bolognese from scratch. Writing date tomorrow at the tea shop, so tomorrow should have more.
February 23, 2016 Progress Notes:

The Robot Monuments

Words today: 400.
Words total: 13,100.
Reason for stopping: Pressure headache and my brain is all woooo.

Darling du Jour: "Hakubi Line with stops at Hōki-Mizoguchi, Kishimoto, and Hōki-Daisen," an entirely different mechanical voice intones, and the doors hang open, waiting for schoolgirls or salarymen to stream laughing into the train, for families with ribboned hats taking picnics to the sea.

Research Roundup: N/A.

Books in progress: Amanda Sun, Heir to the Sky.


Cleared the desk sufficiently this morning, after a three-event weekend and a podcast interview last night, to sneak off and spend the whole day on this. Pressure headache moving in, though, so going to wrap it up.
February 18, 2016 Progress Notes:

The Robot Monuments

Words today: 500.
Words total: 12,700.
Reason for stopping: Time to start dinner; company coming over tonight.

Darling du Jour: A pair of single beds, the right tight-sheeted, the left a rumpled curve of shed blanket-cocoon; a pair of desks, the right empty, polished wood and the left a riot of pens, chargers, and teacups, with a double row of plushies along its back end, standing guard.

Research Roundup: Tottori Prefecture and its geography (the name functionally translates to "birdcatcher prefecture"); the Chūgoku Mountains.

Books in progress: Becky Chambers, The Long Way to a Small Angry Planet.


Today's achievement: finding a concrete location for the Pacific Compact Battle School, in more detail than "somewhere in southern Japan". Also a bunch of email and bookkeeping. The Meyers-Briggs test that split working in the arts and arts admin -- and sorted me into arts admin -- in Grade 9 had no idea how much email and bookkeeping are forever with us.

Friends coming over for dinner, avec wine. Time for me to start the soup.
February 9, 2016 Progress Notes:

The Robot Monuments

Words today: 1,200.
Words total: 12,200.
Reason for stopping: Time to start dinner.

Darling du Jour: It's been a year since I started balancing. None of it feels natural anymore: leaned against the grey wind on the ten-block walk to school, sleeping against the angle of ghost-elbows in a borrowed bed, shoulders at a permanent forty-five degrees.

Research Roundup: The Japanese word for "coal"; gyroscopes and weightlessness; geography of northern Japan.

Books in progress: Patricia A. McKillip, Kingfisher.


Back to this today, after some time with other projects I'm not logging publicly yet. The quiet seems to have given it things to say again. I think I closed more little gaps and built more transitions today than I have in the entire life of this file.

So while it feels weird to say, at this wordcount, that I almost have a complete scene, yeah. This one's like that.
December 17, 2015 Progress Notes:

The Robot Monuments

Words today: 300.
Words total: 10,400.
Reason for stopping: It is late and I want to stretch my sore hip and read Illuminae.

Darling du Jour: N/A.

Research Roundup: Common Japanese surnames and their etymology.

Books in progress: John Lorinc, Michael McClelland, Ellen Scheinberg, and Tatum Taylor, The Ward: The Life and Loss of Toronto's First Immigrant Neighbourhood.


Mostly worldbuilding and notes and figuring out arcs today, with a break to get all the groceries. Difficult book is difficult. But I am pretty sure these persimmons will help me with that.
December 16, 2015 Progress Notes:

The Robot Monuments

Words today: 450 through last week, and 300 today.
Words total: 10,100.
Reason for stopping: Dinner. Bed.

Darling du Jour: N/A.

Research Roundup: Neurological tests for cooperation; how to dig turnips; etymology of Yamamoto.

Books in progress: John Lorinc, Michael McClelland, Ellen Scheinberg, and Tatum Taylor, The Ward: The Life and Loss of Toronto's First Immigrant Neighbourhood.


Been accumulating wordcount in drips and bits around a few out-of-town school and library visits, and it's built up enough that I really should log it.

Better, focused effort tomorrow.
December 2, 2015 Progress Notes:

The Robot Monuments

Words today: 800.
Words total: 9,350.
Reason for stopping: Some freelance to do today, and then a Christmas party in the evening, so it's time to move on.

Darling du Jour: The same look in her eyes as that boy on the train: I am magical and frightening and can make anything happen.

Research Roundup: The Bolshoi Ballet School; good tech universities in Japan; degrees needed for NGO careers; turnip harvesting season; spoken Ainu language.

Books in progress: Christopher Barzak, Wonders of the Invisible World.


Have clawed and fought and wrestled my way back to this through a pile of basically every other obligation on Earth. There's a lot to be said for a half-empty inbox and an empty house and a good sunbeam coming in your office window.

I think I found the last line today. It's good. :)
October 8, 2015 Progress Notes:

The Robot Monuments

Words today: 500.
Words total: 8,550.
Reason for stopping: Ridiculously late.

Darling du Jour: For a second, I just absorb it: The salt taste in my mouth, the smell of hot metal and gym mats, my feet planted, unshakeable, on the waxed wood floor.
For a second, I can feel everything.

Research Roundup: N/A.

Books in progress: Amy Alward, Madly.


Enough air after the book promo work today to make a trip to the farmer's market for cider and vegetables, suck back a whole novel, take a hot bath, and do some late-night drafting.

After Word on the Street the other week, I hit the structural reason I was having trouble with the male protagonist: I need, again, a prologue. And now that it's coming in, I think I've found the centre. The soft brush at the end that brings together all these pieces and puts, on the page, the point.

I have no idea if that point's going to layer or change in the however long I'm going to be working on this manuscript, but right now: It feels good. It feels really, really good.
September 29, 2015 Progress Notes:

The Robot Monuments

Words today: 600.
Words total: 8,050.
Reason for stopping: Sleep time. Big day tomorrow, lots to do.

Darling du Jour: She thinks of fish fins, flickering just enough to push the body along. Darting in and out of the current at will, tasting ocean. Exploring.

Research Roundup: N/A.

Books in progress: China Mieville, Three Moments of an Explosion.


I can only work on this when I'm quiet, apparently -- quiet inside and out -- and I've hit the hump with the launch for An Inheritance of Ashes where there's still a whole lot to do before the book hits shelves (and even more through the fall and winter in terms of appearances and travel) but a lot of it is starting to show results. I did my first Word on the Street Festival as an author as well as a reader Sunday. The two-week blog tour is rolling out. Over half of the trade reviews are in (and pretty nicely complimentary, which was very reassuring).

By the end of the night, I'm still tired, but there's a little space of quiet in my head, and there is drafting again.

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I don't understand my male protagonist very well yet -- he still hasn't stepped forward with a name -- but I think I've got my female protagonist down just fine. Mostly her tonight, subtexting away. This is growing in shards, just like Errantry did; either that's the process right now or the upshot of my completely scattered attention. Either way, going to keep building it like a pearl. Bits on layers.

Goodnight. :)
leahbobet: (gardening)
September 19, 2015 Progress Notes:

The Robot Monuments

Words today: 900.
Words total: 7,300.
Reason for stopping: Hands ache.

Darling du Jour: N/A; it was mostly transitions.

Research Roundup: Non-gross terms for Japanese skin tones; a few mil-SF synopses.

Books in progress: China Mieville, Three Moments of an Explosion.


It's been busier than I'd like around here with work, book promo, and general ragweed-plus-sick (also note: my sleep cycle in its glorious brokenness and what time it is). But between last I visited this manuscript and now, we've rearranged space so I have my own little office, with a door to shut and quiet to enjoy, and I have a feeling it's going to help matters.

Not much to add tonight (this morning? Yes). Going to hit the bed and catch a few hours.
leahbobet: (gardening)
July 24, 2015 Progress Notes:

The Robot Monuments

Words today: 1,000.
Words total: 5,600.
Reason for stopping: Dinnertime.

Darling du Jour: A battalion of uniformed ground crew swarms over it, rappelling off the same thick cables they're using to tie it down. "Left leg is secure!" a man with a tablet calls, and stories above, the cockpit opens.

Research Roundup: Ginger cats; classroom cleaning chores in Japan; broken rib symptoms; the hardness of volcanic rock.

Books in progress: Naomi Mitchison, Travel Light.


It is a very important thing, apparently, not to puke in your robot cockpit. Oops.

I will leave it at that, because P. has made stirfry for dinner, and it (and he) are waiting.

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