Dizzy is not good. I can’t think of a single instance where it is good. Of course, that’s just me. I know lots of people like to get messed up. I don’t. Especially when I’m just sitting here, minding my own business, IMing BJ and writing Keen, and my head starts spinning like Super Grover […]
Maybe. Because I’ve got a significant one to report. Yay!! Today as I finish up, the word count for Keen is 10,288 words. That’s 1700 words of progress! I love being in the glow of a book. Poor Bly, though. She has no idea her roommate is about to vanish, leaving nothing but an empty
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Today was Hope’s very first time left alone at the Boys and Girls Club. So naturally when I went to pick her up, I couldn’t find her. I wasn’t supposed to have to get her. She was supposed to come to my office after lunch. She didn’t. I gave her plenty of time, then I
It was just one number. I changed one little number from a five to a four, pushing one of the defining moments in Eve’s life back a year. Then I had to change one more number, that was connected to the first number. Then I realized I’d changed the entire history of my galaxy, as
So 170 pages into editing (we only got as far as page 199 during the drive) I decide Bly isn’t necessarily right about the commas. In fact, I really hope she isn’t, because the way she wants me to use commas will drive me insane. Ah. Must be time for research. Yay! So I went
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Swimming is very good for exhausting children. Unfortunately it’s awfully good for wearing out adults, too. I have free time, the kid is quiet and happy and probably about to fall asleep at her desk–and I got nothing. Except that I’m about to fall asleep at my desk. Why? Because what I’m doing is boring.
And what the hell did I do today? Some stuff. Honest! Umm…I wrote. I did that. Think I cooked some food at some point. Got a load of laundry done. I hope tomorrow is more productive.