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July 27, 2009 Progress Notes:
Saturnalia
Words today: 400.
Words total: 4600.
Reason for stopping: Ran out of steam, and I'm trying to get to bed before 1am tonight.
Darling du Jour: He looked away; at the light in the smeared window, the beat-up wooden coffee table underneath it that'd been shoved aside sometime last month and never moved back. It'd grown a tablecloth of litter: homemade staff paper and picked-clean ashtrays and dirty glasses, notes scrawled on envelopes left over from when the post was still running regularly. He'd meant to clean it up last week, sometime before the crack in the mirror and after the fridge quit on them.
Things Yet to Cough Up Their Names: Some club two levels up; its owner, who apparently owes Zeke precisely two favours; the band name Zeke and Gregory have been gigging under.
Mean Things: Hearing things, specifically Macguffins; that it's the end of the world and they're still Living Like Boys (tm).
Today's Unnecessary Stuntwriting: Zeke said the city normally runs in 4/4. So I wrote the paragraph describing the sound of the city in 4/4. And then the one where it's working less well in 6/8, and sang them out to make sure the beats were right. Nobody will ever notice but me. Hee.
Research Roundup: Time signatures, about which I have forgotten way too much.
Books in progress: China Mieville, The City and the City.
The glamour: Housecleaning! So: laundry, washing the sheets (which I still have to put back on the bed, crap), taking out a bunch of recycling and organics, groceries, dishes, garden maintenance. We are easing out of Living in Filth into General Disorder Reigns, although My Mother Can Come Over will require another day or two of tidying.
I think I'm going to cut down these metrics again. Every time I do them I realize they're long and silly.
Any particular categories you want me to keep?
Saturnalia
Words today: 400.
Words total: 4600.
Reason for stopping: Ran out of steam, and I'm trying to get to bed before 1am tonight.
Darling du Jour: He looked away; at the light in the smeared window, the beat-up wooden coffee table underneath it that'd been shoved aside sometime last month and never moved back. It'd grown a tablecloth of litter: homemade staff paper and picked-clean ashtrays and dirty glasses, notes scrawled on envelopes left over from when the post was still running regularly. He'd meant to clean it up last week, sometime before the crack in the mirror and after the fridge quit on them.
Things Yet to Cough Up Their Names: Some club two levels up; its owner, who apparently owes Zeke precisely two favours; the band name Zeke and Gregory have been gigging under.
Mean Things: Hearing things, specifically Macguffins; that it's the end of the world and they're still Living Like Boys (tm).
Today's Unnecessary Stuntwriting: Zeke said the city normally runs in 4/4. So I wrote the paragraph describing the sound of the city in 4/4. And then the one where it's working less well in 6/8, and sang them out to make sure the beats were right. Nobody will ever notice but me. Hee.
Research Roundup: Time signatures, about which I have forgotten way too much.
Books in progress: China Mieville, The City and the City.
The glamour: Housecleaning! So: laundry, washing the sheets (which I still have to put back on the bed, crap), taking out a bunch of recycling and organics, groceries, dishes, garden maintenance. We are easing out of Living in Filth into General Disorder Reigns, although My Mother Can Come Over will require another day or two of tidying.
I think I'm going to cut down these metrics again. Every time I do them I realize they're long and silly.
Any particular categories you want me to keep?
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Date: 2009-07-28 04:48 am (UTC)But if you were going to only keep one thing for my personal edification? (Yes, yes, I know that's not the point of metrics, but you asked), keep the Darling du Jour, because I really, really like yours.
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Date: 2009-07-28 06:21 am (UTC)I find that Darlings never sound good when you (as in one, not as in Leah) pull them out of context.
Oh, and I like Tyops, too.
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Date: 2009-07-28 06:02 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-07-28 09:58 am (UTC)Also, although it's repetitive, I enjoy the gradual emergence of names for the hitherto nameless: who knew that that's how it works?
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Date: 2009-07-31 04:45 am (UTC)bugfeature of this book; I have to go hunt every name down with a big stick. Go figure. *g*no subject
Date: 2009-07-28 10:22 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-07-28 06:07 pm (UTC)(And yeah. It's subtle, but the...hum of it. It contributes.)
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Date: 2009-07-28 01:23 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-07-31 04:46 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-07-31 12:15 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-07-31 04:45 am (UTC)