The brain-fever of writing ideas has not yet tapered off

Progress notes for 18 June 2006:

"The Queen’s Mirror"

New Words: 579
Total Words: 579
Darling du jour: She sees the king her husband die, and in the mirror parched earth drinks blood like rain.

"Untitled #2" aka the WWI trenches story with wizards

New Words: 433
Total Words: 1091
Darling du jour: N/A

"Untitled #3" aka the very strange angel story

New Words: 216
Total Words: 574
Darling du jour: Dublin in summer darkness smells of petrol and asphalt, alcohol and water: the sluggish snake of the Liffey an oily chasm dividing its heart. and It’s a city that grows on you, like fungus, or chewing gum stuck to the heel of your shoe, and like every city it has an underbelly, dark and rotten and stinking.

Books in progress: Robert Gildea, Marianne in Chains: Daily Life in the Heart of France during the German Occupation; Ellen Kushner, Swordspoint
Exercise: Running, reps. I am out of training so, so badly, with everything. It frustrates me in karate, but with running it’s just downright painful.

X-men: The Last Stand is a tolerably bad film, but it’s by far and away the worst of the three. The first thirty minutes are worth watching: the rest has a better budget than a plot. truepenny has more interesting things to say about it than I ever could: http://truepenny.livejournal.com/445788.html

I am tired now, and wishing I had time to catch some of the football, sometime. Alas, the days are too short, and filled with other things. Like today’s trip for some divine fish and chips, for example.

The brain-fever of writing ideas has not yet tapered off

Progress notes for 18 June 2006:

"The Queen’s Mirror"

New Words: 579
Total Words: 579
Darling du jour: She sees the king her husband die, and in the mirror parched earth drinks blood like rain.

"Untitled #2" aka the WWI trenches story with wizards

New Words: 433
Total Words: 1091
Darling du jour: N/A

"Untitled #3" aka the very strange angel story

New Words: 216
Total Words: 574
Darling du jour: Dublin in summer darkness smells of petrol and asphalt, alcohol and water: the sluggish snake of the Liffey an oily chasm dividing its heart. and It’s a city that grows on you, like fungus, or chewing gum stuck to the heel of your shoe, and like every city it has an underbelly, dark and rotten and stinking.

Books in progress: Robert Gildea, Marianne in Chains: Daily Life in the Heart of France during the German Occupation; Ellen Kushner, Swordspoint
Exercise: Running, reps. I am out of training so, so badly, with everything. It frustrates me in karate, but with running it’s just downright painful.

X-men: The Last Stand is a tolerably bad film, but it’s by far and away the worst of the three. The first thirty minutes are worth watching: the rest has a better budget than a plot. truepenny has more interesting things to say about it than I ever could: http://truepenny.livejournal.com/445788.html

I am tired now, and wishing I had time to catch some of the football, sometime. Alas, the days are too short, and filled with other things. Like today’s trip for some divine fish and chips, for example.