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Early Wednesday
Nov. 15th, 2005 10:06 pmAm about 2,000 words into "Niemand" Pt. 2, Ancient Mischief, and probably thisclose to getting the section done. But my eyes burn, and Cal's little friends from down the hall are supposed to be coming over for a playdate at 8:30 AM, so I really need to shut down right now. Even though I also finally found the notes I'd made for a poem about Medusa's surviving sisters, the Gorgonae Stheino and Euryale...
And some people are 25,000 words into their NaNoWriMo projects already, and all I have to show for my literary efforts is a money order from that Guy Who Supposedly Wants to Adapt my Stuff for $40.00 worth of Kissing Carrion and The Worm.... But if I allow myself to get bogged down in worrying about who else did what wherever, as opposed to what I can steal here and there between Cal and life in general, I'll never do fuckin' anything. That's the simple truth.
Ah well. Maybe I can trick up that poem for tomorrow, post it, and close off the section. And maybe I'll at least get out of November with a novella under my belt, if nothing else.
I did work out, though, even though I didn't want to, and my back felt like I'd torn my rotator cuff. Go me!
And some people are 25,000 words into their NaNoWriMo projects already, and all I have to show for my literary efforts is a money order from that Guy Who Supposedly Wants to Adapt my Stuff for $40.00 worth of Kissing Carrion and The Worm.... But if I allow myself to get bogged down in worrying about who else did what wherever, as opposed to what I can steal here and there between Cal and life in general, I'll never do fuckin' anything. That's the simple truth.
Ah well. Maybe I can trick up that poem for tomorrow, post it, and close off the section. And maybe I'll at least get out of November with a novella under my belt, if nothing else.
I did work out, though, even though I didn't want to, and my back felt like I'd torn my rotator cuff. Go me!
