One down...
Dec. 8th, 2007 06:17 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
desperanceIs finish! I iz dun! Ect ect.
The first revision of this month, the discreetly anonymous urban fantasy novel (oh, hell, it's called Desdaemona, okay? Pfui on discretion!) has been cut by 12,500 words and sent away again. Lord only knows if they'll buy it, but I have done what I can to help.
And now it's 5.00pm, which is my settle-down-to-work-for-the-evening time; and I might have run out for a walk instead but it's chucketing down with rain, so I shan't do that; so I'm going to do some work. I have to write a ghost story for this year's Phantoms events, and I know where it starts, more or less, so I am going to start it. And maybe hope to finish it tomorrow, if I'm good, to clear the decks for the really big revision project, the fantasy novel that I do believe I have fucked up right royally.
In other news, Barry is stripping dead leaves off my Ficus plants on the top landing, and dropping them down into the stairwell, and peering over fascinatedly to watch Mac playing with them at the bottom.
In other other news, the ultraportable laptop that I have been lusting after for months now? Is currently listed on Amazon at nearly-half price. Which makes it just a normal sensible kind of price for a good laptop, rather than Prohibitively Expensive.
I don't need it; I can't afford it.
*wants*
The first revision of this month, the discreetly anonymous urban fantasy novel (oh, hell, it's called Desdaemona, okay? Pfui on discretion!) has been cut by 12,500 words and sent away again. Lord only knows if they'll buy it, but I have done what I can to help.
And now it's 5.00pm, which is my settle-down-to-work-for-the-evening time; and I might have run out for a walk instead but it's chucketing down with rain, so I shan't do that; so I'm going to do some work. I have to write a ghost story for this year's Phantoms events, and I know where it starts, more or less, so I am going to start it. And maybe hope to finish it tomorrow, if I'm good, to clear the decks for the really big revision project, the fantasy novel that I do believe I have fucked up right royally.
In other news, Barry is stripping dead leaves off my Ficus plants on the top landing, and dropping them down into the stairwell, and peering over fascinatedly to watch Mac playing with them at the bottom.
In other other news, the ultraportable laptop that I have been lusting after for months now? Is currently listed on Amazon at nearly-half price. Which makes it just a normal sensible kind of price for a good laptop, rather than Prohibitively Expensive.
I don't need it; I can't afford it.
*wants*