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A bad day's work
Sep. 24th, 2008 04:56 pmI think I'm intimidated by the sex scene. I still haven't got there, and I've only written 500 words today - well under my target. OTOH I have cleaned the kitchen, gone into town and swum, and made an appointment to have my front tooth replaced. Currently I have one front tooth missing after it was pulled out because of an abscess. When it was pulled I was told to wait three months before my bone would have healed enough to take an implant. Well, it's three months today, and I'm not spending any longer toothless than I have to :)
I got distracted by a debate on one of my yahoo groups as to whether historical writers should use the modern vernacular to represent the speech of different ages; to which my normal reaction is 'well, yes and no. It depends on the writer and how good they are. And how old/incomprehensible the language being represented is.' But when anyone says 'you must always do this' you can trust me to jump in on the other side. Professional devil's advocate.
I also got some lovely poetic spam today:
Being anywhere near here and not seeing any of of grins
and he coloured to his ears when he caught around the station,
and those who were curious the buds of all good sallet herbs,
capers, dates, all to be suspected was her own cousin.
Which impressed me so much that I didn't notice what it was trying to sell me.
So, tomorrow's goal is at least 1550 words, plus I *must* get the sex scene over with (and figure out how long it will take Jasper to get to Derbyshire and back.) I'm starting to suspect that the country retreat needs to be closer.
I got distracted by a debate on one of my yahoo groups as to whether historical writers should use the modern vernacular to represent the speech of different ages; to which my normal reaction is 'well, yes and no. It depends on the writer and how good they are. And how old/incomprehensible the language being represented is.' But when anyone says 'you must always do this' you can trust me to jump in on the other side. Professional devil's advocate.
I also got some lovely poetic spam today:
Being anywhere near here and not seeing any of of grins
and he coloured to his ears when he caught around the station,
and those who were curious the buds of all good sallet herbs,
capers, dates, all to be suspected was her own cousin.
Which impressed me so much that I didn't notice what it was trying to sell me.
So, tomorrow's goal is at least 1550 words, plus I *must* get the sex scene over with (and figure out how long it will take Jasper to get to Derbyshire and back.) I'm starting to suspect that the country retreat needs to be closer.