Stalking the Wild Story

11 July 2009 @ 09:05 am

Why no, I haven't sewn a thing. Thanks for asking.

The good news for the morning is that there is dim sum in my future.

Not everyone receives a fortune like this, but today is my lucky day. The last time I had dim sum was... probably when we lived in the Bay area, and I could hit Chinatown every so often and treat myself.

I just hope this place in the San Fernando valley lives up to its reputation. That's all. I'd hate to sully my romantic memories of dim sum with the cold cruel enlightenment of reality.

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10 July 2009 @ 08:35 am

Morning horror tales.

I woke to an email from my brother: "Heard you were knitting the wedding dress."

O.O

By entering this site, you agree to click on the horrors contained within and avoid blinding yourself afterwards. If you can't agree to do this, then you must click this dead animal accessories link, which speared my eyes next. Please don't miss the guinea pig headdress/hair comb. [ETA, if you have a stomach of steel. If you do not, avoid at all costs.] Thank you, BoingBoing.

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09 July 2009 @ 07:44 am

No more excuses, dammit.

I've everything I need (including the zipper I must cut down by four inches) and cutting begins. The fabric is going to be tight, until I actually lay everything out and see that I have enough for all three dresses. Those flowergirl semi-circular skirts are worrying me.

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08 July 2009 @ 10:15 am

And if sewing wasn't bad enough...

The zippers in the size I need aren't even made in the color I desire. So I get to buy the longer zipper and cut it shorter. Go me!

I am now playing Desktop Tower Defense to soothe my ruffled zipper setback.

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08 July 2009 @ 09:24 am

In my next life, I will not consider a career as a seamstress or an entomologist.

In the on-going wedding sings the blues saga, the flower girl fiasco has been wrestled under control.

Yep. There will be two flower girls.

Which means...

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07 July 2009 @ 07:11 am

Insight--and her sharp little rabid-dog teeth

Color me a failure.

I had it from a source I trusted (the groom—my first mistake right there) that the original flower girl and family would not be able to attend. Voilá! Instant new flower girl, replete with dress I must make. Done.

Only... not done.

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06 July 2009 @ 07:45 am

Flash!

Something is stealing my time, and I am on to its tricks.

Aliens have invaded. Yes, they have. And they've taken over our computers with the nefarious goal of eating our time, so we get very little accomplished.

Don't look so surprised. The other day I found 94 (94!) files related to the novel on my hard drive. Obviously I didn't put them there, and what other explanation can there be?

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05 July 2009 @ 07:38 am

Prayers for a Sunday morning:

Holy shit. Is it morning already? Can't you give me one day to sleep in?

Good lord, make the dog stop licking the carpet. Now. I mean it. Pleeeease. Don't make me get him a scrip for Prozac.

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04 July 2009 @ 08:15 am

When they say let sleeping dogs lie, they mean it.

Some nights it doesn't pay to get up, but get up I did, and nearly tripped over Zoey at the side of the bed.

She's supposed to be in her crate. So instead of returning to bed, I woke her up. Her default setting—I want her to go pee.

Um... no. But okay. And now I have two dogs tumbling down the stairs to do just that. Fine. I get myself a glass of water, as the eldest child returns home. It's now midnight. I'm irritated that I'm awake because I never really got to sleep, and I leave both dogs with him and run back to bed.

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03 July 2009 @ 09:43 am

Battling the little voice in my head

So I pushed through my reluctance yesterday and wrote twice like I'd promised myself. Already this morning, my inner voice is whining that it's Friday and a holiday weekend, and why don't I just give myself a little break here and not write.

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02 July 2009 @ 09:47 am

What's the escape velocity for the black hole of Google?

Despite my best intentions, I got sucked into the Google's research well, and I have no Lassie to save me.

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01 July 2009 @ 08:24 am

Oh no, you didn't ask for that, brain: no maps. Not now. Not ever.

I'm sure that was in the fine print of our contract.

Another bout or two of words yesterday, so I have another 800 for the scoreboard. I've already met my weekly goal, so whatever else I get this week is gravy. I'll take it while I can, for you never know when I'll come to a dead standstill over something.

My latest irritation is my recognition that I need a map, and quite probably two, to stick the distances in my head.

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30 June 2009 @ 07:07 am

Never turn your back on your right brain.

Despite my struggles with resistance, I managed to overcome it and actually produce words--a lot of them, for me. And in about fifty minutes, mind you. That includes the cutting and pasting.

Also, I've caught up my characters left back at the ranch to Kalim's struggles, although I can tell already I'm going to have to plan out the time and make sure Bashak and Mareet are in the same time zone. Because apparently time is passing faster for Kalim.

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29 June 2009 @ 08:27 am

I'll get you, my pretty--and your little guilt monkey, too!

A dog barked at 5A, so I fumbled out of bed and into my robe, sure it was Harley, who can't get out through his dog door with that cone.

It stopped by the time I staggered to the stairs, and when I arrived at the sliding door, there was no dog. At least, not mine.

They were all still asleep with the eldest child.

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28 June 2009 @ 07:42 am

writingdogweddingwriting... rinse, repeat

Eeesh. I just barely made double my word goals for the week. Friday morning, I had been pretty certain I would make a larger dent than that, and then I didn't write in the mornings. I took yesterday morning off, too, and now it's Sunday and who knows if I'll have time.

These habits! You can't leave them on their own for a single day.

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27 June 2009 @ 09:07 am

Not to mention that the dog is doing his utmost to drive me bonkers. And succeeding.

The best laid plans around here head south when I get on overload. Not nearly as many words as I'd hoped for and not a clean plot line. Things are a little murky, so I'm going to focus on condensing these words into a coherent, pared mass this morning. And new words again tonight when I know where I'm going for these two characters.

It's just sloppy and that's making me a little nuts.

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26 June 2009 @ 08:12 am

In which I confess to wasting time. Sadly it has nothing to do with plying him with alcohol.

The Write-a-thon marches on, and my ~~sinister~~ ~~evil~~ sneaky plan to trick my brain into writing is successful. A combination of Skype, Write or Die, and

retrobabble applied daily in small amounts is working far better that anything else I've ever done.

I can't believe it either.

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25 June 2009 @ 11:44 am

Ha!

I have all three of Charlie's Traitor to the Crown series and Greg's Norse Code in my hot little fists.

FINALLY.

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25 June 2009 @ 11:03 am

Revenge of the Giant Zucchini

The annual zucchini invasion is in full swing around here. No matter how I try to devour them (and for the last three days, it's only been me, helped along by one begging dog) I can't seem to keep up with the onslaught.

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24 June 2009 @ 10:34 am

Visualizing story

So far, I'm happy with what I've accomplished. It's by no means perfect, I have questions buzzing in my brain as to how what I've written will work overall, but for the moment, I'm going with it.

If it doesn't work out, I can toss those words away and write new ones.

Maybe this summer's writing will be all about developing confidence in my skills and acquiring word count.

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