I didn't know what you were made of, the colour of your blood, what you're afraid of

[leahbobet]

January 17, 2009 Progress Notes:

"Sugar"

Words today: 2400.
Words total: 18,050.
Reason for stopping: That took five hours, and my fingers ache a little and my brain is all bleeeah.

Books in progress: K.J. Parker, Shadow; Robert Graves, The Long Week-end.
The glamour: Ideo work, OWW work, a bit of knitting, a bit of house chores.

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Looking at that list of today and seeing how familiar it is from every other day I have off work? I suspect I need a bit more of a social life. :p

In any case, a bit of reviewage in: Lawrence Conquest reviews Interzone #220. Alas, he didn't really connect with "Miles to Isengard", but has some hardy reviewage of it and the other stories in the issue.

And that is all from the Casa at the moment, wherein we shall now close our evening with responding to light e-mail, finishing this pot of tea, and retreating to bed with our book.

Comments

[sierralad.livejournal.com]

Is that link to OWW to defuse the smartasses on your LJ? XD

[leahbobet.livejournal.com]

All my smartasses are holistic and multi-platform. :p

[imago1.livejournal.com]

Good on you. ;)

Once, when I was much younger and more ambitious, and prior to developing the constant internal editor, I parked myself in a coffee shop and wrote 3000 words in about thirteen hours, with a pencil. There was a notch in my finger when I was through and I was unable to focus on much more than tying my shoes for a couple of days.

Now, 2400 words in thirteen hours on a keyboard is so far beyond me, I grit my teeth in despair.

[leahbobet.livejournal.com]

I can do it when I know exactly where I'm going, I think? At this point with this novella, it's less charting the course than just following the nice yellow line I painted for myself two months ago.

This is much reduced, though, from the one 14-hour, 13,300-word day I had back in 2004 or so where I finished the novel I was working on because I'd go to do something else and just kept coming back to the keyboard. I sprained my writerbrain for something like four months doing that and have Learned My Lesson.

[imago1.livejournal.com]

Holy crap.

[leahbobet.livejournal.com]

It was a pretty bad idea even at the time, when I wrote much faster than I do now.

[delta-november.livejournal.com]

So there's still one more day off work. Fancy being social?

[leahbobet.livejournal.com]

Hee. What've you got in mind?

[ginny-t.livejournal.com]

I can't muster up the bravery for a social life in this weather: it's too traumatising.

[leahbobet.livejournal.com]

No. Although I am braver than I was on Friday. Whoamigod.

(Although I keep thinking we need to round up some persons of quality and put together a semi-regular knitting date.)

[ginny-t.livejournal.com]

I frequently have similar thoughts. Knitting in groups is fun. ^_^ There will be tea, of course.

[leahbobet.livejournal.com]

And snacks!