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leahbobetJuly 3, 2011 Progress Notes:
"On Roadstead Farm"
Words today: 600.
Words total: 4200.
Reason for stopping: We were racing again, and again, totally lost the race but eventually hit the finish line. The last couple hundred were wicked to get out. And I want my dinner.
Darling du Jour: I couldn't recall proper if he'd still called her Mami before the war. I wanted to say so, but it might have just been wishful thinking; blurring every summer afternoon and tickle of river rushes into that endless, honey-light before.
Words Hallie Won't Admit to Knowing: Thrived. Infinitessimal, which I can't say surprises me. Surface, in the verbal sense. Familiarity.
Mean Things: Being stressed to the gills. The way being stressed to the gills actually impairs your ability to deal with the things stressing you out. The first hints of, for later, just how terrible a particular secret has the potential to be.
Research Roundup: Trees native to the Detroit area; whether you can use chicken manure for fertilizer; whether I was right about turning fertilizer in before the frost or not (I was); some logistics of outdoor compost heaps. Yes, today's work had a lot to do with poop. *g*
Books in progress: Darren O'Donnell, Your Secrets Sleep With Me.
The glamour: Oh man, I hurt. This is what will happen to you if you do two outdoor concerts in two days, and the second one involves dancing like a crazy person on the incline of a hill. The wet incline of a hill. My leeeegggs.
Today has been spent mostly sitting, and doing Ideo stuff, and submitting my first reprint sub in ages, and other things that can be done while sitting.
I skipped yesterday -- too tired from the Friday concert, and then had to prep for the Saturday one -- but this has been on a solid roll lately, and I don't want to skip too much, lest the story forget that we're on a roll and all.
Also, I showed the first bit to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
hawkwing_lb and put it on the workshop and from what that early feedback says, this is mostly doing what I think I want it to be doing, so that's good indeed. If you're on the workshop and want to tell me if you think it sucks or not, well. It's on the workshop. *g*
Dinner, now. Dinner is a must. I'm sure some lettuce or other needs me.
"On Roadstead Farm"
Words today: 600.
Words total: 4200.
Reason for stopping: We were racing again, and again, totally lost the race but eventually hit the finish line. The last couple hundred were wicked to get out. And I want my dinner.
Darling du Jour: I couldn't recall proper if he'd still called her Mami before the war. I wanted to say so, but it might have just been wishful thinking; blurring every summer afternoon and tickle of river rushes into that endless, honey-light before.
Words Hallie Won't Admit to Knowing: Thrived. Infinitessimal, which I can't say surprises me. Surface, in the verbal sense. Familiarity.
Mean Things: Being stressed to the gills. The way being stressed to the gills actually impairs your ability to deal with the things stressing you out. The first hints of, for later, just how terrible a particular secret has the potential to be.
Research Roundup: Trees native to the Detroit area; whether you can use chicken manure for fertilizer; whether I was right about turning fertilizer in before the frost or not (I was); some logistics of outdoor compost heaps. Yes, today's work had a lot to do with poop. *g*
Books in progress: Darren O'Donnell, Your Secrets Sleep With Me.
The glamour: Oh man, I hurt. This is what will happen to you if you do two outdoor concerts in two days, and the second one involves dancing like a crazy person on the incline of a hill. The wet incline of a hill. My leeeegggs.
Today has been spent mostly sitting, and doing Ideo stuff, and submitting my first reprint sub in ages, and other things that can be done while sitting.
I skipped yesterday -- too tired from the Friday concert, and then had to prep for the Saturday one -- but this has been on a solid roll lately, and I don't want to skip too much, lest the story forget that we're on a roll and all.
Also, I showed the first bit to
hawkwing_lb and put it on the workshop and from what that early feedback says, this is mostly doing what I think I want it to be doing, so that's good indeed. If you're on the workshop and want to tell me if you think it sucks or not, well. It's on the workshop. *g*Dinner, now. Dinner is a must. I'm sure some lettuce or other needs me.
