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Thud: Above
Jun. 5th, 2008 01:05 amJune 4, 2008 Progress Notes:
Above
Words today: 2000.
Words total: 43,000 MS Word, 53,500 SMF.
Reason for stopping: It's my usual late hour. Gotta save something for tomorrow, too.
Liquid Refreshment: Stash acai berry tea.
Munchies: Onion soup and half a bagel.
Darling du Jour: "What's this?" she breathes, faint and still piercing, and then a rush of light, a rush of dark, and the shadow-thing, dust-thing is kneeling in a midnight puddle at her feet, chill arms wrapped 'round her knee-bones, aching with shadow tears.
Doctor give me something give me poison give me pills I can't bear it, it rolls one word over the other, and buries its face against her half-solid and strange.
Words Matthew Won't Admit to Knowing: I may have to change this to "Surprising Words Matthew Admitted to Knowing". Like sibilating. Um. Matthew?
Mean Things: Bad Idea Seance went bad interestingly, and not in a way I expected. Also, our boy has a little of the tyrant in him. Today he finds this out.
Research Roundup: the Haida word for "child". I settled for "baby".
Books in progress: Textbooks. Mostly Flannery O'Connor tonight.
The glamour: I appear to be mostly decrudded. Woo! Also burned through some support mail and dishes and such, and started that essay, and class tonight. But that was it.
Uninteresting Writer is uninteresting tonight.
G'night, internets.
(G'night John-boy.)
Above
Words today: 2000.
Words total: 43,000 MS Word, 53,500 SMF.
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53,500 / 80,000 (66.9%) |
Reason for stopping: It's my usual late hour. Gotta save something for tomorrow, too.
Liquid Refreshment: Stash acai berry tea.
Munchies: Onion soup and half a bagel.
Darling du Jour: "What's this?" she breathes, faint and still piercing, and then a rush of light, a rush of dark, and the shadow-thing, dust-thing is kneeling in a midnight puddle at her feet, chill arms wrapped 'round her knee-bones, aching with shadow tears.
Doctor give me something give me poison give me pills I can't bear it, it rolls one word over the other, and buries its face against her half-solid and strange.
Words Matthew Won't Admit to Knowing: I may have to change this to "Surprising Words Matthew Admitted to Knowing". Like sibilating. Um. Matthew?
Mean Things: Bad Idea Seance went bad interestingly, and not in a way I expected. Also, our boy has a little of the tyrant in him. Today he finds this out.
Research Roundup: the Haida word for "child". I settled for "baby".
Books in progress: Textbooks. Mostly Flannery O'Connor tonight.
The glamour: I appear to be mostly decrudded. Woo! Also burned through some support mail and dishes and such, and started that essay, and class tonight. But that was it.
Uninteresting Writer is uninteresting tonight.
G'night, internets.
(G'night John-boy.)
