June 2008
14 posts
Word Count.
A slow and steady-edited-researchexhausted-tiny-661.
Rubbish.
word Count.
673.
The short story is developing really well. I have reached the setup, the turning point.
I’m really pleased with it.
It’s about the Voyager Golden Record (see last post). A general is embarrassed about the pictures of nude people put into the time capsule because of dreams he has about sexual aliens, so he has them removed.
Voyager Golden Record | Planet Earth →
The images and sounds sent deep into space on Voyager in 1977.
Word Count.
989 before breakfast.
Now time for a nap and then some afternoon editing.
I’m writing quickly and without too much thought and then messing around with it in post-production, as if I have pro-tools for word.
My brother says that its important that you get it right in recording/production
- you can’t polish a turd, he always tells me.
Substitute “damn” every time you’re inclined to write “very;” your editor will...
– Mark Twain
Feline Dirty Protest.
The cat did a dirty protest in our massive brown leather cushion.
The title of this post sounds like a cool Riot Grrrl band.
Word Count.
500-ish.
I had to wait in for a table to be delivered.
I’ve also cracked the screen on my laptop.
The cat that’s supposed to be litter trained shit in the house.
Working on a short story about an old man with Alzheimer’s. I’m using it as procrastination from the novel. Novels eat your brains out.
Word Count.
1039.
Been quiet lately...
Not writing this week; been working part-time, cycling, watching movies (Indy is brilliant), drinking wine and playing tennis.