I only got a single scene written while sick yesterday, but three more today, plus a revision of chapter 15, so I’m caught up and back on schedule now. 57,225 words revised, and the book stands at 75,710. Closing in on that 80k target — which is really only the vaguest of targets. If it […]
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I am giving myself bonus points for finishing the chapter revisions today with a very distracting HUMMINGBIRD visiting my garden. Failed to take photos so far, but that’s okay. It likes the butterfly bush, and the phlox, and maybe even the roses? HUMMINGBIRD!!!
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After sleeping properly, I even had the energy to do a little weeding and spreading of mulch between writing scenes this morning, which is really my favorite way to write. Write a little, garden a little, repeat endlessly. I think this is one of the natives I planted, though am not positive of the name.
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Who wants to do science with me? Specifically, I need to define out a little more of my planet of Kriti. Parameters: – this is a colonized planet in the process of being slowly terraformed with no sentient local life – I’d like there to be deer-like creatures, and bugs, and lizards, and plenty of
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Last night’s lack of sleep caught up to me, and I feel horribly ill. I don’t know how I pulled all-nighters in my 20s. I need my sleep. I spent the afternoon lying in bed watching season 2 of The Expanse (research!), hoping I’d recover enough to get some work done, but I am feeling
I stayed up a little too late, which is always a disaster for me, as it inevitably leads to hours of no sleep or waking up. I blame Ty Franck and Daniel Abraham (writing together as James S.A. Corey); I was finishing re-reading book one of The Expanse, and even though I’d read it before,
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Walking out to the shed this morning, and I just have to say, pretty much every single time I walk out here, I’m grateful to Kevin and Jed for the gift of the writing shed. I’m not sure I can think of a more concrete sign of love for your sweetheart than to put money or time or effort
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Spent a lot longer in the writing chair than normal today, but I was doing other things from 8 – 11 (good, organizational things), and then writing + lunch + writing from 11 – 2:30, and I drafted an entire new chapter and wrote about 3300 words, so that’s very good. I think they’re probably
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A journalist is writing a piece on my cookbook for the Pittsburgh Post-Gazette, which is lovely, and she sent me a fact-checking query about how long I worked on the cookbook, so I went to go look at my blog to confirm that I spent a summer developing recipes, and wow, my memory is terrible.
Writing a dance scene, and oh, it hurts a little. When shall we gather again…? “Within moments, they had taken their places, the drums were beating out the rhythm, fiddles joined in, and the familiar strains of a 4/4 march filled the open space. “They’re starting with Gay Gordons, Miss. You know it?” Oh yes.
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