Sunday, December 16, 2007

Sunday, December 16, 2007
New Moon
Mars Retrograde
Ice storm

Right after I posted yesterday, I checked messages, and the show on which I’d worked the previous night asked me to come in for both shows, because someone was out sick. I’d just handled some upset in the personal life (if you don’t respect my boundaries, especially when it comes to my writing, you WILL be kicked to the curb, and your AmEx card does not buy forgiveness – I need the behaviour to change, not an expensive piece of jewelry), so my writing day was ruined anyway, and I figured why not get paid?

Caught the train, filled with badly behaved children. Again, if you can’t teach your kids how to behave in public, leave them at home! It is inexcusable to let them run rampant up and down the train aisles, yelling, screaming, whining, smearing jam-sticky fingers on people’s clothes and their wrapped gifts, and sneezing and coughing over people. I’m also angry that the conductor didn’t put all of them off the train. In general, this season’s batch of tourists are the most disgusting and disrespectful yet.

So, at the show, one person’s sick, another’s injured, and all I can think of is Hex Breaker. Managed to get through the matinee unscathed, gathered my work and went to a diner for dinner break, so I could spread out.

I gutted the first three chapters of Hex Breaker and rebuilt them. I have about a half a dozen lines of dialogue from the original draft, that’s all. What I’ve got now is much tighter and much more tension-filled.

Made it through the second show, in spite of my head still being in Hex Breaker. Managed to start reading a colleague’s manuscript I’d promised to critique (it’s really good, phew!) and finished the material for Confidential Job #1 on the train home.

It had just started to snow and sleet when I got home, but the storm picked up in the night. I didn’t sleep much because the storm was so intense it upset the cats, who in turn, kept me up until about 6:15 this morning.

I caught a few hours of sleep, then went back to the page. I’m keeping the phones turned off today – I don’t want any interruptions, and I’m sure as heck not going OUT in this weather. It’s not much snow, but lots of ice, and high winds.

I wrote another chapter of Earth Bride – I’m on page 450 and the internal editor’s having a tantrum, but too bad.

I went back to work on Hex Breaker. I put in the changes and kept going. It’s flying, but I need to take a break and rest for a bit, then, hopefully, do some more. I also have two articles to draft today. I’m going to rest for a bit, and then get back to Hex Breaker.

Devon

Earth Bride – 107,906 words out of est. 120,000

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107 / 120
(89.2%)

Hex Breaker – 9,691 words out of est. 25,000

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9 / 25
(36.0%)

Devon’s Bookstore:


5 in 10: Create 5 Short Stories in Ten Weeks
by Devon Ellington. This ebooklet takes you from inspiration to writing to revision to marketing. By the end of ten weeks, you will have either 5 short stories or a good chunk of a novella complete. And it’s only 50 cents, USD. Here.

Writing Rituals: Ideas to Support Creativity by Cerridwen Iris Shea. This ebooklet contains several rituals to help you start writing, get you through writer’s block, and help send your work on its way. It’s only 39 cents USD. (Note: Cerridwen Iris Shea is one of the six names under which I publish). Here.


Full Circle: An Ars Concordia Anthology
. Edited by Colin Galbraith. This is a collection of short stories, poems, and other pieces by a writers’ group of which I am a member. My story is “Pauvre Bob”, set at Arlington Race Track in Illinois. You can download it free here:

Published in: on December 16, 2007 at 1:51 pm  Comments (4)  

4 Comments

  1. I’m sorry to hear that yesterday was so upsetting. I hope today goes better for you and that you enjoy yourself. Stay warm!

  2. Some days are like that.

    Lyd

  3. I’ve never understood parents would let their children run rampant in public like that. My son knows better–and he knows I’ll kick his ass if he tries it. haha Aren’t I Mean Mommy? 😉

  4. I’ve never understood parents would let their children run rampant in public like that. My son knows better–and he knows I’ll kick his ass if he tries it. haha Aren’t I Mean Mommy? 😉


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