Damn. First eighty pages of "Matty" edited for pacing - the first third of the book is always the part that needs pacing checks after it's done.
But why do I feel as if I've got nothing done?
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Damn. First eighty pages of "Matty" edited for pacing - the first third of the book is always the part that needs pacing checks after it's done.
But why do I feel as if I've got nothing done?
That ain't nothin', deb. Keep at it.
So I thought I'd post a pre-drabble-flurry bit. I wanted to say that the drabbles are still wonderful. And I find myself writing with much more ease and much less grumbling these days. Even if I'm still doing squat with anything, it's really good to be writing again.
--- the muse stirs
the muse stirs
she hears the call
a silver voice
drips
promises of relief
like dewdrops from her fingertips
to a dying man
panting in the heat
parched and starving lying
on the cracks of hell
he will not survive
this desert without inspiration
motivation
to arise with aching bones
and troubled head
to pour out the fire and passion
that is boiling in his soul
so that
she may quench it
in her eyes like inkwells
deeper than desperation
and more cool
she laughs
and blinks a velvet eye
and suddenly he sees
that the muse stirs
and he puts pen to paper
and writes
Oh, Liese, how lovely!
(psst, the eighty pages is now 220 pages, but I still have 140 pages to edit and a new piece to write)
You're making good progress. I always admire your work ethic.
And thanks.
If all that nonsense with the car-towing idiots hadn't come up yesterday, I'd be done, or close to it. Thank heavens I'm still roughtly seven months ahead of when this needs to be submitted....
Yeah, I was going to mention the still-ahead-of-schedule bit, but I figured since it was your schedule, you probably knew. Heh.
I can't believe the car-towed-idiots. Amazing, the gall, the temerity, the clipboard.
It was "see, you caused us a PROBLEM" 'tude that got me. Welcome to the Age of Anomie, people....
It's like the opposite of empathy. Let me see how I can take anything from your viewpoint and make it totally about me. And how, since I am the center of the universe, I have but to react to these external things that dare to interact with me. Because YOU of course, could cause trouble for ME, but it is inconceivable that I could cause trouble for YOU, much less, that I could cause trouble for myself.
It's mind-blowing, that entire gestalt. I mean, the only reason Rosalinda the Officious Bitch (new! improved! with clipboard!) didn't come right out and say, I don't give a shit about who was inconvenienced, except that it was ME, when Nic asked his question, is because, well, Nic. Large man. Beard. Looking like Gunnar the Destroyer.
That image makes me chortle with evil glee. Every. Time.