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[rm]

I slept for ages last night and I think it's a reaction to the stress of the last week. However, I must note that whole thing seems to have defused itself.

Unfortunately, I lamed on novel_in_90 but I'll just do 1,500 words today. I knw part of the problem is that I've reached that part of hte book where the characters are screaming "OMG how can you talk about this? IN public? Hate you!" at me.

My icon still has those weird white stripes. I really need to fix it, but am all drowsy. Tonight.

Have actually used all my "parchment" and need to go buy new stationary today so Patty doesn't have to suffer through another letter on primary colored origami paper. Also need to get two frames -- one for the art from Lunacon and another for one of the drawings Patty sent.

The buried car story gets weirder: http://www.nytimes.com/aponline/us/AP-Buried-Belvedere.html
"The contents of a ''typical'' woman's handbag, including 14 bobby pins, lipstick and a bottle of tranquilizers, were supposed to be in the glove box, but all that was found looked like a lump of rotted leather."

Jacqueline Carey is next year's Lunacon GoH. Which made me realize a few things. I should totally go to Lunacon with a plan next year, and now that I'm over that stretch of woe in which I was identifying so strongly with Joscelin I can probably totally read the sequels to Kushiel's Dart, except, of course, for the part where I can't in the midst of writing this book. Ah well, it'll keep.

Occassionally, I freak out that I'm Writing a Book. Which is really weird. Because it's not like I'm doing anything more unlikely or difficult than all the other unlikely and difficult things I have done. I am trying to equate it to writing it being like working as a non-Union actor, getting it published is like getting into SAG and having someone actually buy it and read it is like getting day player gigs. I already know I can do things like this. But writing is bound up in my childhood issues in a way acting hasn't been because I kept that desire a better secret, and because when I was young I always said I didn't have it in me to write a novel, except the part where I did write an awful teen romance all by hand in dozens and dozens of black and white composition notebooks when I was 14 and then my mother found it and her only request was that if I must write things like that I hide them better. In fact, "write more quietly" was a frequent admonition I received throughout my teens and early twenties and then I ran around and did other stuff instead, teh odd story and poem, the chapbook, etc, published here and there.

*shrug* We'll see what happens. I'm feeling daunted, but feeling daunted is the best way to make me say, "No, fuck you, I win!" So hey.

work now.

Comments

[newsbean.livejournal.com]

I don't see any white stripes from here...

[rm.livejournal.com]

even weirder. there are three sets of horizontal white stripes on teh top of the icon on my screen.

[newsbean.livejournal.com]

Not anything like that here. Briefly, I couldn't see one of my icons at all (I got a red x) but everyone else could see it. I switched it from being my default, and then a couple days later it was fine...

[miep.livejournal.com]

I can just faintly, faintly see them, now that you mention it. but when I look for them again, they're gone...

[00goddess.livejournal.com]

I don't see them either, and haven't at all in the time since you first mentioned it. Maybe the problem is your screen.

[rufus.livejournal.com]

oh, the lump of leather is the handbag, all right. or rather, it's handbag + natural decomposition. Happens with time capsules all the time -- people pull them out of the ground and instead of paper and pictures they get a soggy mess.

[rm.livejournal.com]

I thought the weird part was the tranquilizers being typical. It is such a sentence to pass without note.

[ladyofthelog.livejournal.com]

I know. I was weirded out, too. Like, WTF?

Do I need tranquilizers to be a "normal woman"?

[rm.livejournal.com]

I think it's that women need tranquilizers to be normal and counteract the facts of womanhood. Blech!

It's just one more thing that emphasizes the lat week has kicked my ass so hard because I'm not used to the drama in my life being so gendered. Things are not supposed to happen to me because I am a girl!

[00goddess.livejournal.com]

I think it's more that, at that time, it was typical for housewives to be on tranquilizers.

[airspaniel.livejournal.com]

Icon looks fine from here.

I hate it when characters get all shy and indignant on you. I hope you don't listen to their protestations too much. I'm far too engaged in your story for them to back out now. ^_^

[rm.livejournal.com]

OH they won't. It's just she's kinda shy in her way and he beause just burdened with moral rectitude at the most fucked up of times.

Honestly, I think the next scene is him whining to Whyster about all of it. The scene might not stay there ultimately, but if I let him get it out of his system maybe I can get on with things.

[miep.livejournal.com]

btw, I have a feeling I'm not pronouncing any of these names correctly.

but in the first few readings, Whyster was "why stir?" I'm certain it's more of a "whist ter" or a whisper with a T, but it was jarringly funny at first... not the name, just my reading of it.

[fuyukodachi.livejournal.com]

I think including a pronunciation guide in the print version will greatly benefit readers.