Last night I was pretty out of it — only managed another 500 words or so. Tonight I won’t write — I’ll go to yoga instead. Tomorrow night is Thursday, and there will be Thursday night tea. I should finish chapter 11 at that point. I’ll hopefully be able to push and finish chapter 12 […]
So — last night was the official start to the Clarion write-a-thon. I came down with a hideous migraine* in the afternoon and was pretty out of it all night. I only managed 500 words on chapter 11, typing it up. I’ll keep banging it out though, and maybe finish it by Thursday. If you
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I started writing on the novel again! Typed up 1500 words last night of chapter 11, as well as plotted out most of chapters 13 and 14. I’m worried — this book may only be 15 chapters long. It may be short. But this is the length of this book. I’ve pushed at it with
I am going to make Thursday tea tonight! First time in a long, long time, I know. I have managed a small bit of writing here and there — I finished chapter 12, and started typing up chapter 11. Tonight I won’t finish chapter 11 (typing) but I’ll make a big dent in the work.
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I really do not want to take this LJ friends only. However, I keep getting spammed. Is this happening to anyone else?
I think I’ve come down with a much milder form than most people. Either that, or my body is reacting in its normal fashion — 95% of the time when I do catch something that’s going around, I’m sick half as long as everyone else. I had about 5 hours last night when I was
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In my unending quest* to be one of the cool kids, I decided to succumb to the plague bothering many of the WisCon participants. Really not fun. I had a lovely con and wrote 1200 words on the plane home but am going back to bed now. *See Quest, unending.
Yes, I am here at Wiscon. I know I haven’t been around much. I’m tired, kind of out of it, and have been hiding in my room. I figure tomorrow I’ll actually be able to attend the con. When my dad died, I told myself that I didn’t have to work on the novel for
Tonight, my nephew in law is going to be on CSI! I won’t be at tea because I feel I must support the family and watch CSI instead. But would still be open for dinner if anyone is interested. . .
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At the memorial service for my dad, I forgot to bring the eulogy that I’d written. I’d printed it up, carefully folded it and put it into my jacket pocket. Then decided not to wear my jacket to the church. I winged it — luckily I remembered some of what I’d written. So here it