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Progress notes for 16 August 2005:
Carnival
New Words: 1,728
Total Words: 40,016 / 46,000
Notecards destroyed: four. I've never hit notecarding this early in a book. I'm having information management issues.
Pages: 184
Robert is now apparently being played by Laurence Fishburne, circa Othello. I don't usually get actor pictures in my head for characters (my characters mostly aren't good looking enough for Hollywood), but in this case....
Reason for stopping: work
Mammalian Assistance: Mebd and Marlowe must be hungry, because the gray one's on my left hand and the black one's on my right hand, and I know they don't actually like me. Also, I think the mastiff is after my toast.
Stimulants: orange spice tea, toast made from bread made by
grouchy_teacher (mmm), and something identified as a "golden honeydew" melon, whatever the heck that really is.
Exercise: none
Mail: nomail
Today's words Word don't know: unthreatened, irised, flulike
Words I'm surprised Word do know: n/a
Tyop du jour: bones sharp trough the skin at her wrists, cleared her trout We're having problems with this whole thr-- construction today, I see.
Darling du jour: "Are you trying to drive a wedge between us, Miss Pretoria?" "Of course not," she said, maintaining a perfect deadpan. "That's what they hired my mother for."
Books in progress, but not at all quickly: Richard Overy, Russia's War: A History of the Soviet War Effort, 1941-1945; David Riggs, The World of Christopher Marlowe; David Crystal, Pronouncing Shakespeare; Jon Courtenay Grimwood, Pashazade
Books read: n/a
Interesting tidbits of the day: WSJ anatomizes best sellers... and vivisects the marketing campaigns to see why they work. (via
booksquare) ; Princess Bride on Broadway (via
tanaise)
Mean things: Vincent has a nasty sunburn. On his butt. And Lesa's daughter is flirting with Michelangelo. This can only end in tears.
Other writing-related work: n/a
Progress notes for 16 August 2005:
Carnival
New Words: 1,728
Total Words: 40,016 / 46,000
Notecards destroyed: four. I've never hit notecarding this early in a book. I'm having information management issues.
Pages: 184
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Reason for stopping: work
Mammalian Assistance: Mebd and Marlowe must be hungry, because the gray one's on my left hand and the black one's on my right hand, and I know they don't actually like me. Also, I think the mastiff is after my toast.
Stimulants: orange spice tea, toast made from bread made by
Exercise: none
Mail: nomail
Today's words Word don't know: unthreatened, irised, flulike
Words I'm surprised Word do know: n/a
Tyop du jour: bones sharp trough the skin at her wrists, cleared her trout We're having problems with this whole thr-- construction today, I see.
Darling du jour: "Are you trying to drive a wedge between us, Miss Pretoria?" "Of course not," she said, maintaining a perfect deadpan. "That's what they hired my mother for."
Books in progress, but not at all quickly: Richard Overy, Russia's War: A History of the Soviet War Effort, 1941-1945; David Riggs, The World of Christopher Marlowe; David Crystal, Pronouncing Shakespeare; Jon Courtenay Grimwood, Pashazade
Books read: n/a
Interesting tidbits of the day: WSJ anatomizes best sellers... and vivisects the marketing campaigns to see why they work. (via
Mean things: Vincent has a nasty sunburn. On his butt. And Lesa's daughter is flirting with Michelangelo. This can only end in tears.
Other writing-related work: n/a
peaceful
Must get back to the
You just so totally made my day. I can imagine the catchy tune for "Have fun storming the castle!" already.
And then of course there's
To blaaaave... he clearly said, to blaaave...
which we all know means, 'to bluff'
He must have been playing poker....
I'm way too excited about this.
Oh, not as Cowboy Curtis?
*g*