Stuff and Things
Aug. 24th, 2021 08:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
handful_ofdustThe weather in Toronto continues soupy and grotesque; I stood up after a long period of inaction this afternoon and suddenly felt my head swim, my body clammy all over. I ended up having to eat oatmeal with peanut butter and honey, drink three glasses of water slowly and sit back down again before I felt even slightly better. I haven't had a moment like that in a long time, and it was...off-putting, to say the least. Low blood sugar, possibly crossed with heat exhaustion. I'm still going to bed late and getting up later, and we all need to turn our damn clocks around, especially since Cal is supposedly going back to school soon. Supposedly.
In other news, I'm trying to figure out what my word-count thus far is for this year, which would be easier if everything I wrote ended up in the same place on my desktop. As far as I can tell, the list goes like this:
"The Third Daughter/La Terzia Figlia" (4,452 words)
"Suddenly My House Became a Tree of Sores" (3,390 words)
"Pear of Anguish" (7,460)
"Yellowback" (9,576)
"Poor Butcher-Bird" (7,500)
"Wet Red Grin" (8,962)
= 41,340 words overall. Though you also have to feed in stuff like articles and interviews...I've done at least six of the latter, which might possibly put me up over 50,000. Not so bad, given we're halfway through the year, and I often feel like I'm doing a whole big bag of nothin' much, day after day. Still, I got my latest cheque from Open Road Media (actual money! For actual books I wrote! That are actually selling!), which always makes me feel better. And I'm thinking again about starting a podcast, because I obviously don't have enough pressure on me as it is.
The most recent project, however--after finishing editing "Poor Butcher-Bird" for publication--is to finally do another spec screenplay. I need to flex those muscles again, the ones where you pare an entire story down to bare minimum of visuals, action, dialogue. Sending various people my old spec for various reasons recently was more than slightly depressing, since it caused me to ruminate on how A) I'd finished it over five years ago and B) it wasn't even really done in proper format. I've been nibbling away at this idea for some time now, and I always got tangled up in a cast which was far too big for the extremely restricted idea/setting; this time, I'm going in the exact opposite direction, with a small cast trapped in almost one place, some of whom are probably only seen through a slot or heard through the walls. When you're dealing with a ghost in a women's prison, making it epic doesn't make a lot of sense. I might move further out for the climax; we'll have to see.
That's about all, folks. Stuff and thangs, Lori.
In other news, I'm trying to figure out what my word-count thus far is for this year, which would be easier if everything I wrote ended up in the same place on my desktop. As far as I can tell, the list goes like this:
"The Third Daughter/La Terzia Figlia" (4,452 words)
"Suddenly My House Became a Tree of Sores" (3,390 words)
"Pear of Anguish" (7,460)
"Yellowback" (9,576)
"Poor Butcher-Bird" (7,500)
"Wet Red Grin" (8,962)
= 41,340 words overall. Though you also have to feed in stuff like articles and interviews...I've done at least six of the latter, which might possibly put me up over 50,000. Not so bad, given we're halfway through the year, and I often feel like I'm doing a whole big bag of nothin' much, day after day. Still, I got my latest cheque from Open Road Media (actual money! For actual books I wrote! That are actually selling!), which always makes me feel better. And I'm thinking again about starting a podcast, because I obviously don't have enough pressure on me as it is.
The most recent project, however--after finishing editing "Poor Butcher-Bird" for publication--is to finally do another spec screenplay. I need to flex those muscles again, the ones where you pare an entire story down to bare minimum of visuals, action, dialogue. Sending various people my old spec for various reasons recently was more than slightly depressing, since it caused me to ruminate on how A) I'd finished it over five years ago and B) it wasn't even really done in proper format. I've been nibbling away at this idea for some time now, and I always got tangled up in a cast which was far too big for the extremely restricted idea/setting; this time, I'm going in the exact opposite direction, with a small cast trapped in almost one place, some of whom are probably only seen through a slot or heard through the walls. When you're dealing with a ghost in a women's prison, making it epic doesn't make a lot of sense. I might move further out for the climax; we'll have to see.
That's about all, folks. Stuff and thangs, Lori.
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