Sunday post
Dec. 20th, 2009 11:58 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
desperanceIt's a hundred and two miles to Chicago pages to the end of this revision. I've got a house full of food*, all the coffee that isn't in Brazil, and three days to finish. It's bloody freezing, and I'm wearing thermals.
I really ought to get this done. Tho' friends may get in the way; you know what people are like.
This particular page I'm looking at, though - I guess I didn't like it very much. There seem to be scribbles on every line. Could take me half an hour just to fix this one page. Urk. I'm goin' in...
*I'm thinking chicken-and-mushroom risotto tonight, but I forgot to get any parmesan, oh noes. What I'm thinking, truffle paste. As compensation rather than substitute, you understand...
I really ought to get this done. Tho' friends may get in the way; you know what people are like.
This particular page I'm looking at, though - I guess I didn't like it very much. There seem to be scribbles on every line. Could take me half an hour just to fix this one page. Urk. I'm goin' in...
*I'm thinking chicken-and-mushroom risotto tonight, but I forgot to get any parmesan, oh noes. What I'm thinking, truffle paste. As compensation rather than substitute, you understand...