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Well, I've introduced the disgruntled UPS employee, in her first walk-on. Now I have to figure out what's in the box.
Well, I've introduced the disgruntled UPS employee, in her first walk-on. Now I have to figure out what's in the box.
I just found myself wondering about what an old friend, who I'd fallen out of touch with, is up to. Googling on her name found precisely nothing. Okay, let's at least see what her ex-husband, also an old friend is up to.
Okay, who's this Mel person? And isn't Carey blond? Apparently not anymore; I know hair darkens with age, but he was blond well into his thirties, not this fine dark brown color. And he remarried last year. That's who Mel is.
As a side benefit, I learned that Honey is (or was, as of Carey's last update) living in Maryland; that's mentioned because their daughter lives with her.
(This has nothing to do with anything, except that if my nanowrimo characters were more like me, they'd be futilely googling on the name Cecil about now. By the way,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
serenejournal, I stole the octopus hat.)
Okay, who's this Mel person? And isn't Carey blond? Apparently not anymore; I know hair darkens with age, but he was blond well into his thirties, not this fine dark brown color. And he remarried last year. That's who Mel is.
As a side benefit, I learned that Honey is (or was, as of Carey's last update) living in Maryland; that's mentioned because their daughter lives with her.
(This has nothing to do with anything, except that if my nanowrimo characters were more like me, they'd be futilely googling on the name Cecil about now. By the way,
serenejournal, I stole the octopus hat.)I just found myself wondering about what an old friend, who I'd fallen out of touch with, is up to. Googling on her name found precisely nothing. Okay, let's at least see what her ex-husband, also an old friend is up to.
Okay, who's this Mel person? And isn't Carey blond? Apparently not anymore; I know hair darkens with age, but he was blond well into his thirties, not this fine dark brown color. And he remarried last year. That's who Mel is.
As a side benefit, I learned that Honey is (or was, as of Carey's last update) living in Maryland; that's mentioned because their daughter lives with her.
(This has nothing to do with anything, except that if my nanowrimo characters were more like me, they'd be futilely googling on the name Cecil about now. By the way,serenejournal, I stole the octopus hat.)
Okay, who's this Mel person? And isn't Carey blond? Apparently not anymore; I know hair darkens with age, but he was blond well into his thirties, not this fine dark brown color. And he remarried last year. That's who Mel is.
As a side benefit, I learned that Honey is (or was, as of Carey's last update) living in Maryland; that's mentioned because their daughter lives with her.
(This has nothing to do with anything, except that if my nanowrimo characters were more like me, they'd be futilely googling on the name Cecil about now. By the way,
serenejournal, I stole the octopus hat.)The good news is that I've got 5300 or so words already, and only about two dozen of them are "Woof". That's about 1/9 of the goal--but it doesn't feel much like a ninth of a novel, at the instant. Revise later.
The problem is that I don't have any clear idea of where this is all going, or what the chapter with the dog in it has to do with what else has taken place so far. Or what happens next in that chapter, for that matter. Sometimes I envy people with outlines--but if I'd waited to write one of those, I wouldn't have started.
I hope sitting down withroadnotes will help--it did last weekend.
The problem is that I don't have any clear idea of where this is all going, or what the chapter with the dog in it has to do with what else has taken place so far. Or what happens next in that chapter, for that matter. Sometimes I envy people with outlines--but if I'd waited to write one of those, I wouldn't have started.
I hope sitting down with
roadnotes will help--it did last weekend.The good news is that I've got 5300 or so words already, and only about two dozen of them are "Woof". That's about 1/9 of the goal--but it doesn't feel much like a ninth of a novel, at the instant. Revise later.
The problem is that I don't have any clear idea of where this is all going, or what the chapter with the dog in it has to do with what else has taken place so far. Or what happens next in that chapter, for that matter. Sometimes I envy people with outlines--but if I'd waited to write one of those, I wouldn't have started.
I hope sitting down withroadnotes will help--it did last weekend.
The problem is that I don't have any clear idea of where this is all going, or what the chapter with the dog in it has to do with what else has taken place so far. Or what happens next in that chapter, for that matter. Sometimes I envy people with outlines--but if I'd waited to write one of those, I wouldn't have started.
I hope sitting down with
roadnotes will help--it did last weekend.I was going to make lamb patties for dinner. I started cooking the rice, and made cucumber salad. Then I took the defrosted lamb out of the plastic bag, put it in a bowl, and sniffed. Sniffed again. Called cattitude for a second opinion. He confirmed my suspicions, and I threw the lamb away. We wound up sending out for food, and not using the boiled rice either (I'd let it finish cooking because there's no point not, once it's in the pot.) but at least we had cucumber salad to go with our lamb briyani.
After copying my nanowrimo files to floppy, I hit the power button instead of the floppy eject button. Rebooting and running scandisk was a small nuisance; the moment when I thought I'd lost the beginning of chapter 3 was more than a nuisance. I found it on the floppy, told the system to copy, and was asked if I wanted to overwrite. Yes, it's there--it just wasn't one of the n most recently edited files, so it wasn't turning up on that file list in Word. But it's there.
I'm actually writing a novel. How weird. And ahead of my target thus far (which is 2000 words/day, to allow for the three days at alt.polycon, when I don't expect to write anything significant). Cattitude suggests I allow one day off a week, in addition; I'm not sure if that's a really good idea, or a bad one (because I'll lose momentum, or something).
cattitude for a second opinion. He confirmed my suspicions, and I threw the lamb away. We wound up sending out for food, and not using the boiled rice either (I'd let it finish cooking because there's no point not, once it's in the pot.) but at least we had cucumber salad to go with our lamb briyani.After copying my nanowrimo files to floppy, I hit the power button instead of the floppy eject button. Rebooting and running scandisk was a small nuisance; the moment when I thought I'd lost the beginning of chapter 3 was more than a nuisance. I found it on the floppy, told the system to copy, and was asked if I wanted to overwrite. Yes, it's there--it just wasn't one of the n most recently edited files, so it wasn't turning up on that file list in Word. But it's there.
I'm actually writing a novel. How weird. And ahead of my target thus far (which is 2000 words/day, to allow for the three days at alt.polycon, when I don't expect to write anything significant). Cattitude suggests I allow one day off a week, in addition; I'm not sure if that's a really good idea, or a bad one (because I'll lose momentum, or something).
I was going to make lamb patties for dinner. I started cooking the rice, and made cucumber salad. Then I took the defrosted lamb out of the plastic bag, put it in a bowl, and sniffed. Sniffed again. Called cattitude for a second opinion. He confirmed my suspicions, and I threw the lamb away. We wound up sending out for food, and not using the boiled rice either (I'd let it finish cooking because there's no point not, once it's in the pot.) but at least we had cucumber salad to go with our lamb briyani.
After copying my nanowrimo files to floppy, I hit the power button instead of the floppy eject button. Rebooting and running scandisk was a small nuisance; the moment when I thought I'd lost the beginning of chapter 3 was more than a nuisance. I found it on the floppy, told the system to copy, and was asked if I wanted to overwrite. Yes, it's there--it just wasn't one of the n most recently edited files, so it wasn't turning up on that file list in Word. But it's there.
I'm actually writing a novel. How weird. And ahead of my target thus far (which is 2000 words/day, to allow for the three days at alt.polycon, when I don't expect to write anything significant). Cattitude suggests I allow one day off a week, in addition; I'm not sure if that's a really good idea, or a bad one (because I'll lose momentum, or something).
cattitude for a second opinion. He confirmed my suspicions, and I threw the lamb away. We wound up sending out for food, and not using the boiled rice either (I'd let it finish cooking because there's no point not, once it's in the pot.) but at least we had cucumber salad to go with our lamb briyani.After copying my nanowrimo files to floppy, I hit the power button instead of the floppy eject button. Rebooting and running scandisk was a small nuisance; the moment when I thought I'd lost the beginning of chapter 3 was more than a nuisance. I found it on the floppy, told the system to copy, and was asked if I wanted to overwrite. Yes, it's there--it just wasn't one of the n most recently edited files, so it wasn't turning up on that file list in Word. But it's there.
I'm actually writing a novel. How weird. And ahead of my target thus far (which is 2000 words/day, to allow for the three days at alt.polycon, when I don't expect to write anything significant). Cattitude suggests I allow one day off a week, in addition; I'm not sure if that's a really good idea, or a bad one (because I'll lose momentum, or something).
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