The shortest rewrite in history, and other tales of the day

[desperance]

The edited draft of the new book was returned to me yesterday, for further work; my new new editor had extra quibbles.

Um, three of them. Which took me about ten minutes, total rework time. Hee.

So that's gone, and I am about to head off into town and try to write something new, see if I can remember how that's done. I seem to have been rewriting for ever, and I am bored with it. I do still have more to do (including a short story that is unaccustomedly and actually short, but has come back with more pages of notes than this whole damn novel ever did, and I haven't the least notion what to do about it), but I want to splash awhile in the freshet of new words.

Also, I have a physio appointment, where I am expecting to be scolded. I am, um, rather stiff today, and my hand is tingling badly. I may have overdone things these last two days, despite having Mark around for the heavy hauling. Trouble is, of course, while I'm busy and active I don't feel the hand so much, so...

Anyway. There it is. And here I am, in a semi-reconstituted office, still with bare shelves and full boxes. I am, as we have established in earlier conversations, a hoarder. As frumpo points out in a comment to yesterday's post, one of the things I apparently hoard is padded envelopes. I thought I just kept them for re-use, but I had not at all realised that I had quite this many; and it is true that the last year or two I have mostly been using new ones bought for the purpose, as being cleaner and easier and just nicer at both ends, both to send and to receive.

I could empty some boxes at a stroke, by disposing of all these accumulated Jiffies. But I don't want to just sling them away, when they are the definition of reusable. And there are no handy depots, where you can leave them for other people's use. I don't know what to do. Eep.

I shall go to town, where I won't have to think about it for a while.

ETA: just got another one. People send me things, y'know? In padded envelopes. And I am conditioned to open them with care, and...

And they can't even go into the recycling, mostly, because they're lined with bubble-wrap and even if I stripped that out the envelope is generally brown, and our recycling people take neither bubble-wrap nor brown envelopes. Sigh...

Comments

[bellinghwoman.livejournal.com]

Do you have a Freecycle group in your area? FWIW, that would be my first port of call for this sort of thing.

[khaybee.livejournal.com]

Seconding the freecycle idea. It is great to get rid of things you don't need when they are going to someone who wants them. The free area of craigslist works, too.

[arkessian.livejournal.com]

I see I've been beaten to the freecycle suggestion. Twice. So thirding it.

[abserdman.livejournal.com]

Fourthing! I got rid of a big box of dog food on there the other day.

[desperance.livejournal.com]

You got rid? Of dog food? Don't tell me you have a fussy dog... (NB I am assuming you did not get rid of Sparky at the same time...)

[abserdman.livejournal.com]

He never used to be fussy. Then I bought him very expensive kibble (Wainwrights, since you asked so nicely) and he ate it for a couple of months and then stopped.

He's now on a raw diet, spoilt pup that he is, and absolutely adores it. He can't wait for his breakfast every morning and is healthier (and poops less) for it!