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Thud: Claire de Lune, Garden, Grant,
Jun. 21st, 2005 03:38 pm( June 21, 2005 progress notes )
Finally have the characters off the river and back into the desert, and have introduced our fourth player into the mix. Now I just need to figure out what happens next, measure off some map distances, see where they got and how long it took them. I wonder if it's an inherent quality of high fantasy novels to require this silly map stuff. And excessive travelling bits. Lots and lots of excessive travelling.
Have plans to expand the garden, if I can find some time to get down to the building management office and ask about putting more hanging hooks into the ceiling of the balcony. There are a few apartments in the building that have more than our one: I can see it when I walk home. There must be some way to do this, and I have three hanging planters that aren't doing anything. Also have turned the basil so the other side gets more sun (on advice of the![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sandwichboy's mother). The other side seems to be leafing out now, and I don't think our shaded side is suffering, although I'll have to check closer. The chamomile has outgrown its second pot, and needs a yet larger one (which I fortunately already have). I don't know what I'm going to do with this much chamomile.
My Toronto Arts Council writer's grant application is safe and sound in their hands, thanks to the crack courier skills of the boy. The sudden fit of nerves I had about it has died down; now all I have to do is wait until September to see if they plan to give me any of zee loot.
And I go work.
Finally have the characters off the river and back into the desert, and have introduced our fourth player into the mix. Now I just need to figure out what happens next, measure off some map distances, see where they got and how long it took them. I wonder if it's an inherent quality of high fantasy novels to require this silly map stuff. And excessive travelling bits. Lots and lots of excessive travelling.
Have plans to expand the garden, if I can find some time to get down to the building management office and ask about putting more hanging hooks into the ceiling of the balcony. There are a few apartments in the building that have more than our one: I can see it when I walk home. There must be some way to do this, and I have three hanging planters that aren't doing anything. Also have turned the basil so the other side gets more sun (on advice of the
sandwichboy's mother). The other side seems to be leafing out now, and I don't think our shaded side is suffering, although I'll have to check closer. The chamomile has outgrown its second pot, and needs a yet larger one (which I fortunately already have). I don't know what I'm going to do with this much chamomile.My Toronto Arts Council writer's grant application is safe and sound in their hands, thanks to the crack courier skills of the boy. The sudden fit of nerves I had about it has died down; now all I have to do is wait until September to see if they plan to give me any of zee loot.
And I go work.
