Scribble, scribble
Apr. 3rd, 2011 04:44 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
desperanceYesterday was really very much like a Sunday in my head. Waking in a strange bed, mooching around someone else's house all morning, drinking pints of coffee and reading newspapers; kippers for breakfast; making the choice at some point to have a day off, and so coming home and watching TV and talking to Karen and oh hey, another movie...
So. Like that. And then I woke up this morning, and it was still/again Sunday! Yay. There should be more of this. (Every now and then, passing through the Lit & Phil, I look at all the retired people and think, oh, I want your life... An eternity of Sundays, I think it is.) (Please not to disillusion me, 'k? It's something I look forward to immeasurably.)
Today, though, I chose not to have off. Not quite. I am skipping through the MS of House of Doors, tweakingly. Almost certainly the changes I'm making are not worth the time I'm investing, not at this stage, but hey. They need doing sometime, and I'll feel better.
I was hoping to do the whole book, and get it off to my agent tonight. Realistically, that's probably not going to happen. I'll get close, though, and finish off in the morning. And then start something new. I need more stuff out in the marketplace; too few irons in a diminishing fire. I said I yearned for retirement, not redundancy. I'm not ready yet.
EtA: Barry is Helping. This involves a lot of sitting on the MS, naturally; and when I evict him from this useful place, he goes on being useful, because he leaves little black squiggly hairs behind. Which look exactly like the little black squiggles that I make all over MSs...
So. Like that. And then I woke up this morning, and it was still/again Sunday! Yay. There should be more of this. (Every now and then, passing through the Lit & Phil, I look at all the retired people and think, oh, I want your life... An eternity of Sundays, I think it is.) (Please not to disillusion me, 'k? It's something I look forward to immeasurably.)
Today, though, I chose not to have off. Not quite. I am skipping through the MS of House of Doors, tweakingly. Almost certainly the changes I'm making are not worth the time I'm investing, not at this stage, but hey. They need doing sometime, and I'll feel better.
I was hoping to do the whole book, and get it off to my agent tonight. Realistically, that's probably not going to happen. I'll get close, though, and finish off in the morning. And then start something new. I need more stuff out in the marketplace; too few irons in a diminishing fire. I said I yearned for retirement, not redundancy. I'm not ready yet.
EtA: Barry is Helping. This involves a lot of sitting on the MS, naturally; and when I evict him from this useful place, he goes on being useful, because he leaves little black squiggly hairs behind. Which look exactly like the little black squiggles that I make all over MSs...