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And all will be right with the world, down to the dirt on your shoes...
May 29, 2010 Progress Notes:
"The Closet Monster"
Words today: 1400.
Words total: 9300.
Reason for stopping: Was just nibbling at the edges of paragraphs here and there, and that's a sign to call it. Besides, need time to prep for le going out tonight.
Books in progress: Karin Lowachee, The Gaslight Dogs.
The glamour: Cleaning of the new place, some OWW work.
Laptop Debtkilla:
16350 / 17000 words. 96% done!
Up super early this morning -- okay, not super early. Up earlier than my accustomed weekend hour this morning to get the keys to the new apartment and do a moderately serious scrubdown. There is something wonderful about cleaning your new Edwardian windows and mantels and fireplace tiles and chattering with your new roommate while the radio plays a string of really solid bouncy headbangy music, and everything outside is bright and green and summer sunshine through the leaves.
After that we hit Caplansky's for breakfast-for-lunch (eggs, challah toast, beef bacon, latkes, cinnamon applesauce; this is a fifteen-minute walk from the new place. Dooooomed.) and since I have come home, taken a nice cool shower, finished a small workshop project, and written fiction.
I gotta say: Today has been immensely satisfying. I don't know whose life I've wandered into lately, but I hope they don't show up and ask for it back. I'll lick the thing if I have to.
And now there is a birthday dinner to attend, so I must go prove that I actually clean up okay, and put up my hair, and and and.
"The Closet Monster"
Words today: 1400.
Words total: 9300.
Reason for stopping: Was just nibbling at the edges of paragraphs here and there, and that's a sign to call it. Besides, need time to prep for le going out tonight.
Books in progress: Karin Lowachee, The Gaslight Dogs.
The glamour: Cleaning of the new place, some OWW work.
Laptop Debtkilla:
Up super early this morning -- okay, not super early. Up earlier than my accustomed weekend hour this morning to get the keys to the new apartment and do a moderately serious scrubdown. There is something wonderful about cleaning your new Edwardian windows and mantels and fireplace tiles and chattering with your new roommate while the radio plays a string of really solid bouncy headbangy music, and everything outside is bright and green and summer sunshine through the leaves.
After that we hit Caplansky's for breakfast-for-lunch (eggs, challah toast, beef bacon, latkes, cinnamon applesauce; this is a fifteen-minute walk from the new place. Dooooomed.) and since I have come home, taken a nice cool shower, finished a small workshop project, and written fiction.
I gotta say: Today has been immensely satisfying. I don't know whose life I've wandered into lately, but I hope they don't show up and ask for it back. I'll lick the thing if I have to.
And now there is a birthday dinner to attend, so I must go prove that I actually clean up okay, and put up my hair, and and and.
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Also, missing WisCon. Pout. But there will be Readercon! and WFC! (and maybe WHC! next year). This is a soothing thought.
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