See, told you so...

[desperance]

Went forth empty-headed, tramped for twenty minutes round the hospital grounds, came home with a Brilliant Idea. It was all there already, inherent in the setting and the background and the characters and the story-so-far, but I have to go out and look for these things, they don't come to me. And now I have resolved half my problems with the middle section of the book in one splendid stroke, and all I have to worry about is whether my cake will burn while I write it all down. I have an hour and a half, before it should be ready; and I daren't open the oven door before then, because it might just flatten if I do. So I 'spect I'll end up with one blackened half and one pale half, 'cos that's what my oven does if left to its own devices. Oh, for a decent cooker; oh, for a decent kitchen! I have kitchen envy, to the max: I was at two friends' house last night (and I still don't know how to say that euphoniously. "The house of two friends" is what I mean; if it was just one friend I'd say "a friend's house", but it really doesn't pluralise well that way round) and oh, I lusted after their kitchen. If I'd had that to cook my cake in this afternoon - well, just think how much more kitchen I could've splattered with batter!

And when that hour and a half is up, when I've written what I can write and checked the condition of the cake, I'm going to stop working and watch the TV adaptation of 'Earthsea'. Which I understand to be appalling, but I'm going to watch it anyway, 'cos I'm like that.

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[mizkit.livejournal.com]

I was at two friends' house last night (and I still don't know how to say that euphoniously. "The house of two friends" is what I mean; if it was just one friend I'd say "a friend's house", but it really doesn't pluralise well that way round)

"I was visiting some friends yesterday"? :)