“Stream” sounds good. We’ll go with that. From my writing journal right after my friend pointed out the structural issues with my novels: So Bly says I need to get more of Taro’s issues with his life in there early. He should know what he wants (she thinks) and that would make it clear from […]
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I got new pens. Papermate PhD. I used to like Pentel RSVP, but at some point in the eternal pen exchange (for every five that disappear off my desk, a new one appears), someone left a PhD on my clipboard. I love it, and the others I’ve bought, but I didn’t mean to go on
Well, if you’ve hung around here a few months, you know there are two things that keep me from blogging–writing, and getting hit by a bus. Guess which it was? I blame–oh, I forget who it was (because I can’t take personal responsibility, no). I was banging my head on my desk in frustration at
It’s my Christmas present to me. But I opened it early. (Katami told me to.) So I get to share my artwork. Aren’t you lucky? If you can’t tell it’s a peach…well, I know I need practice. 😛
One more day. I can do it. I must. Then…I don’t know what I’m going to do. I can’t take much more vacation-from-writing, I’ll tell you that much. I don’t care if it is the weekend before Christmas. I’ll have to do something. *ponders* Okay. What are we doing? I want to work on drawing
Not too bad a day of loafing, if I do say so myself. I drew. I bought groceries. I straightened up the house a bit and emptied the dishwasher. And I got over two hundred blog entries fixed where folks can actually read them. Edit, delete a little bit of random code, change the category,