At the moment I'm managing to write five nights a week (I'm usually busy Friday night and then either Saturday or Sunday so I don't have a chance to sit down and write those days) and putting out a little over 4,000 words, which I realize is a bit on the slow side. But at the moment it feels right, and more importantly, the hour a day is turning it into more of a habit rather than something I do when the mood strikes me. I can't even imagine churning out 20 pages in a day, at least not right now.
'Serenity'
Natter 37: Oddly Enough, We've Had This Conversation Before.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Congratulations Rio and Husband! Warmest blessings to you both!
And welcome to Fiona's latest!
Am so tired I can't stand it.
sara robe/knife/dog man sounds frightening. I'm askeered for you.
My secret got posted! OK, not really.
Jesse, link is a little wonky.
That link doesn't work for me, Jesse.
Lame. Well, go to Post Secret [link] and scroll down until you can tell you're at mine. You'll know.
Oh, and while I'm thinking about cowboys -- I swear every time I see a funny movie, there's some bit that makes me laugh embarassingly loud while the rest of the theater is SILENT. In Wedding Crashers, it was when he said they had been to a million weddings and rocked them all.
Reload it. It works then.
sara robe/knife/dog man sounds frightening. I'm askeered for you.
It should have been. I mean, really. But really, it was just too STRANGE.
I was poking around on realtor.com, figuring to be even more depressed given Baltimore's real estate market made the national news on NPR yesterday, but instead I'm finding that the sleepy neighborhood I drive by (between a scruffy industrial/rail area and a historic black neighborhood) is quite...reasonable. So. Need to start this up again, given the layoff axe is gone.
A little further down, Jesse, there's a postcard that says:
hug me
i don't fear being touched
i fear being let go.
In Wedding Crashers, it was when he said they had been to a million weddings and rocked them all.
If we'd been there together, I would have been laughing, too. (and probably misquoting lyrics)