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Jan. 29th, 2014 07:19 pmJanuary 29, 2014 Progress Notes:
"The Wizard of Baldwin Street"
Words today: 1450.
Words total: 1450.
Reason for stopping: This is really not what I'm supposed to be writing right now, and I should get back to the project on the table.
Darling du Jour: He cupped his hand for the magic, rolled and resonated in the hollow of his guitar. He had been building it all morning, before the rooks arrived: from something the width of a fingernail into a lint ball, into a mound shaped like a blueberry.
Mean Things: Your magic sucks, guy. Also, his house has knob-and-tube wiring, which is a pain in the ass for anyone.
Research Roundup: Jackdaws and what they eat; Celtic associations for crows, grapevines, and a bunch of other things (and you can tell that's a nineties cultural obsession, because my god, the website design there); some physical features of Baldwin Village; what kind of pain meds they give out for broken fingers; whether rooks have eyelids; Arlo Guthrie lyrics.
Books in progress: Patrick Ness, More Than This.
Just a placeholder for the beginning of something atypical. Which, considering how nicely it came out, I should probably pursue.
"The Wizard of Baldwin Street"
Words today: 1450.
Words total: 1450.
Reason for stopping: This is really not what I'm supposed to be writing right now, and I should get back to the project on the table.
Darling du Jour: He cupped his hand for the magic, rolled and resonated in the hollow of his guitar. He had been building it all morning, before the rooks arrived: from something the width of a fingernail into a lint ball, into a mound shaped like a blueberry.
Mean Things: Your magic sucks, guy. Also, his house has knob-and-tube wiring, which is a pain in the ass for anyone.
Research Roundup: Jackdaws and what they eat; Celtic associations for crows, grapevines, and a bunch of other things (and you can tell that's a nineties cultural obsession, because my god, the website design there); some physical features of Baldwin Village; what kind of pain meds they give out for broken fingers; whether rooks have eyelids; Arlo Guthrie lyrics.
Books in progress: Patrick Ness, More Than This.
Just a placeholder for the beginning of something atypical. Which, considering how nicely it came out, I should probably pursue.