A Book of Tongues: THUD

[handful_ofdust]

Words added today: 818 (though part of that was just a big chunk of potential exposition/research transcribed from Children of the Night by Tony Thorne, another one of those British books that's really interesting and valid in terms of historical/mythological stuff, yet utter crap in terms of recent horror-cultural genre observations). Yesterday? 399. I tell myself things are moving forward, and I know it's true, but it does indeed seem damn slow at times...not least because I keep worrying about how much wordage I have "left", and how best to employ it. For example: I think I can probably get away with over-writing to the tune of 10,000 words, so long as I know I'll trimming a similar amount out of the gut of what I've written thus far. And so on.

Anyhow--I need to dress, and get my ass over to the gym for BodyFlow. Get the (precious) blood moving!

Comments

[sovay]

Some sort of virus causes random English words (particularly endearments) to become infected, start looping, and turn people who understand them into ravening Maenad-like zombie berserks. The protagonists, a talk-radio host and his producer, first try to insulate themselves by speaking only in shitty Ontario grade-school French

Whatever it says about me, I do find that premise appealing.