Monday, the other end of.
Feb. 26th, 2007 10:13 pmthings that break my brain: "Catwoman. MZB's Renunciates. Compare and Discuss." Damned if it doesn't work.
A walk into town and back again cleared my head of many things, and refilled it with many other things. That is what a good walk in falling snow should do, no? I have realized that everyone in the cosa nostradamus has father issues. Specifically, father-abandonement issues.
So much for everyone who wants to analyze the writer via her work. My dad's totally a present-and-accounted-for type. I have issues, lord knows -- I have subscriptions -- but that's not one of them.
The two (as far as I can remember) mother characters, on the other hand, are imperfect but well-meaning and loving. So either my mom and I are cool, or there's major amounts of repression going on there.
(*hi mom! sorry mom!*)
and speaking of mom:
evilmeer: just hit 2,900 words for the day.
evilmer: I really should stop and do other stuff
momgilman: sounds like you've done a marathon.
evilmeer: pretty good day, yeah.
evilmeer: Just need to keep to the minimum, rest of the week
evilmeer: really need to do 7,000 a week, minimum.
momgilman: you are my hero, you know that?
End result? 3,100 words and another chapter closer to threequarterbookitis. I'm going to run out of plot before I hit word count. That's okay. There are "add this earlier, damn it!" notes littering the side of the road that need to be dealt with before I can sign off, anyway.
Plus, another chunk of editing nailed to the desk. Yay me.
And now there is a hot shower and a glass of red wine waiting for me. And a Great Performances special on Sting's "Song from the Labyrinth," and why the HELL do I not own this already?
A walk into town and back again cleared my head of many things, and refilled it with many other things. That is what a good walk in falling snow should do, no? I have realized that everyone in the cosa nostradamus has father issues. Specifically, father-abandonement issues.
So much for everyone who wants to analyze the writer via her work. My dad's totally a present-and-accounted-for type. I have issues, lord knows -- I have subscriptions -- but that's not one of them.
The two (as far as I can remember) mother characters, on the other hand, are imperfect but well-meaning and loving. So either my mom and I are cool, or there's major amounts of repression going on there.
(*hi mom! sorry mom!*)
and speaking of mom:
evilmeer: just hit 2,900 words for the day.
evilmer: I really should stop and do other stuff
momgilman: sounds like you've done a marathon.
evilmeer: pretty good day, yeah.
evilmeer: Just need to keep to the minimum, rest of the week
evilmeer: really need to do 7,000 a week, minimum.
momgilman: you are my hero, you know that?
End result? 3,100 words and another chapter closer to threequarterbookitis. I'm going to run out of plot before I hit word count. That's okay. There are "add this earlier, damn it!" notes littering the side of the road that need to be dealt with before I can sign off, anyway.
Plus, another chunk of editing nailed to the desk. Yay me.
And now there is a hot shower and a glass of red wine waiting for me. And a Great Performances special on Sting's "Song from the Labyrinth," and why the HELL do I not own this already?
Randomness
Date: 2007-02-27 04:00 am (UTC)Second, how coincidental that I'm getting ready to watch the Sting Great Performances as well! (That and I just found out the Loreena McKennitt Great performances is coming up on March 17 for us here in Chicago. Squee!)
I blame the residual Novacaine from my fillings for this random comment...
Congrats on the wordcount, though!
Re: Randomness
Date: 2007-02-27 01:20 pm (UTC)But it works. That's the damnable thing. It really does work. In a limited fashion, yeah, but there are enough overlays to get a defensible feminist theory in modern genre literature paper out of it, a least. Should anyone care to take a whack at it. *tired grin*
Congrats on the wordcount, though!
Thankee. Just nailed another thousand before I have to go off to the office. M. is going to get a very tired meerkat, today.
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Date: 2007-02-27 02:26 pm (UTC)The result? I think if you don't know or listen to early music much, this is satisfying, but if you do, it is harder to love. Sting sings them with an open-hearted approach -- they are songs, and thus he sings them -- but he loses some of the poetry withal. The spoken words between the songs are also interesting, making the album like a performance piece, which is not always enchanting.
Look forward to your reactions. I hope I haven't missed the Channel 13 special here in NYC.
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Date: 2007-02-27 02:45 pm (UTC)The historian in me approves.
Plus, I like his voice.