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April 17, 2007 Progress Notes:
Above
Words today: 1800.
Words total: 5900.
Reason for stopping: Chapter, and hungry.
Liquid Refreshment: Water.
Munchies: Avgolemono, but that was lunch.
Exercise: N/A.
Mail: Nomail.
Darling du Jour: And how did he find Safe? I asked him the first time, because my job was to tell the story about Safe.
Jack smiled his crooked smile at me and told me Safe is the farthest far of all.
Tyop du Jour: N/A
Words MS Word Doesn't Know: N/A
Mean Things: Child Protective Services, parental alcoholism, being struck by lightning, medical experimentation, and the cynicism all that leaves you with twenty years on.
Research Roundup: N/A
Books in progress: Eliot Fintushel, Breakfast With the Ones You Love
The glamour: Mostly did dishes and baked today. So there are muffins for breakfast for this week. I might do brownies later, if I get more eggs and, well, feel like it.
I have some structure to this thing now, at least within the first three chapters. An outline is being pondered. Usually when I try an outline it means the outline just changes as I wander along chasing the story's tail, but the tail-chasing hasn't really borne good fruit for Patron Saint of Nothing -- it being stuck at 35k with not enough plot and not enough idea of what to do next -- so maybe we'll do it another way. :p
In other news, I am thinking of making this my new default icon.
Now I shall put on pants and get myself some Vietnamese, for it is the time of month where the iron is low and the beastflesh is recommended for dinner.
Above
Words today: 1800.
Words total: 5900.
Reason for stopping: Chapter, and hungry.
Liquid Refreshment: Water.
Munchies: Avgolemono, but that was lunch.
Exercise: N/A.
Mail: Nomail.
Darling du Jour: And how did he find Safe? I asked him the first time, because my job was to tell the story about Safe.
Jack smiled his crooked smile at me and told me Safe is the farthest far of all.
Tyop du Jour: N/A
Words MS Word Doesn't Know: N/A
Mean Things: Child Protective Services, parental alcoholism, being struck by lightning, medical experimentation, and the cynicism all that leaves you with twenty years on.
Research Roundup: N/A
Books in progress: Eliot Fintushel, Breakfast With the Ones You Love
The glamour: Mostly did dishes and baked today. So there are muffins for breakfast for this week. I might do brownies later, if I get more eggs and, well, feel like it.
I have some structure to this thing now, at least within the first three chapters. An outline is being pondered. Usually when I try an outline it means the outline just changes as I wander along chasing the story's tail, but the tail-chasing hasn't really borne good fruit for Patron Saint of Nothing -- it being stuck at 35k with not enough plot and not enough idea of what to do next -- so maybe we'll do it another way. :p
In other news, I am thinking of making this my new default icon.
Now I shall put on pants and get myself some Vietnamese, for it is the time of month where the iron is low and the beastflesh is recommended for dinner.