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Today I caught up with my deadline, and am no longer behind schedule. I’m not back yet — the deadline is still tight and I’m having a bit of a time with exhaustion. But I thought I’d pass on that bit of good news, anyway.
I’m going to be offline for a while. I’ll resume here as soon as I can.
Day before yesterday, I got 2303 new words. Yesterday, 1073. In that same two-day period, I had most of my free time taken up by dealing with author’s rights problems with an article of mine. Of that, I can finally say that it was resolved to my satisfaction, as of this morning, […]
I measure the passage of time now in terms of hard-to-get fruit and vegetables — black cherries and avocados, peaches, good Midwestern corn on the cob, apples with local names and real bite, blackberries and nectarines and beefsteak tomatoes, morel mushrooms. I miss the drifting of snow, the budding out of trees, the apple […]
Sick yesterday, ALL day, culminating in a barf-fest at about ten p.m. that left my face covered with little broken blood vessels (called petechiae if you’re into medical terminology, which I’m not anymore, but some things are tough to forget.) Sick today too, but not that sick, thankfully. Nonetheless, while I let myself […]
Got 2154 words, and the scene between Molly and Seolar turned out as well as I’d hoped (at least, it feels that way right now, before I’ve reread it.) They look at who and what she is, and what this means to the two of them. It turned out to be pretty heartbreaking […]
Yesterday I took a day off. My older son and I sat on the couch and watched episodes of 24 from the DVD set he got from his grandparents. I’m enthralled. It isn’t television — the creators and actors have managed — by devoting twenty-four hours (minus ad breaks) to a single […]
Wrote a quiet, reflective, relationship-y chapter in Gods Old and Dark, as Pete tries to work out things with Lauren, and tries to understand the obstacles between the two of them by talking with June-Bug. I figured after a battle between the keth, Loki, and Thor, and all the Sentinels, a quiet chapter might […]
1500-plus words yesterday, 1500-plus today. It’s like writing in the middle of a hurricane, or sitting in Dorothy’s house in the center of the tornado, putting down words. Nothing else is stable, there is no solid ground, there are no guarantees. But I have the words, and I’m hanging on to them, […]
My brother-in-law got to go home from the hospital late yesterday. We still don’t know a lot, but I’m glad he’s back home.
For the first time in a while, I’m actually able to write, and I’m getting pages done. I’m very relieved.
