Where did the day go?
Dec. 21st, 2009 05:28 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
desperanceDown by the river, that's where this day went. Walkies in the snow. Hours'n'hours of walkies.
There might have been a pub involved, halfway.
Now what I really want is tea'n'toast. What I really don't want is to be sitting here chiselling words out of this manuscript.
*chisels*
*scowly-face*
In other news: I appear to have written a climbing scene where nobody slips to hang perilously by their fingertips above a dire drop. They climb carefully and sensibly and get where they're going sans any intimation of disaster. What was I thinking? No wonder I'm not rich.
There might have been a pub involved, halfway.
Now what I really want is tea'n'toast. What I really don't want is to be sitting here chiselling words out of this manuscript.
*chisels*
*scowly-face*
In other news: I appear to have written a climbing scene where nobody slips to hang perilously by their fingertips above a dire drop. They climb carefully and sensibly and get where they're going sans any intimation of disaster. What was I thinking? No wonder I'm not rich.