What was I going to say? I don’t remember. Oh, now I do. Today was the deadline, I was to have decided if I was adding to Semantics or not. And the decision is–yes. I think it needs a wee bit more. Once the decision was made, however, I was supposed to stop working on […]
“Can you work a little harder at being annoying?” I asked. A little harsh, yeah, but you have no idea what she was up to before that weary sarcasm slipped from me. “I can,” Hope answered, “if you want me to.” She’s so mine. 19,305 words. That’s about 600 of forward progress. *sigh* yes, Hope
Tonight was the potluck dinner at my group, before we break for July. I knew it was coming, I’ve known it was coming. I knew what I was making–my to-die-for chocolate chip cookies–and I knew how long it took to make them. I should, since I make them at least every other potluck because they
Couldn’t figure out what time it was to save my life today. Hope had a dentist appt at 1300, and I left the house at 1235. With the need to hit the ATM before I went to the dentist’s office. Then I went to work for a bit, got there about 1430 (Bly tells me)
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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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Ah, yes, it is the weekend for whining, is it not? My tummy hurts. My writing is going okay despite that, but Keen has started bothering me again. I’m not sure Viv is a good idea. Did I really decide to change something so major based on what prospective readers might think? But I like