Purity died
Jan. 9th, 2007 07:02 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
with the angels of passion
January 9, 2007 Progress Notes:
untitled space opera thingy
Words today: 1040
Words total: 4,700 by MS wordcount
Reason for stopping: quota
Exercise: none. Maybe situps and pushups later. I dunno.
Tyop du Jour: N/A
Words MS Word Doesn't Know: microbodies, planetfall
Mean Things: self-wounding for the cause
Books in progress: Jim Butcher, Storm Front
The glamour: commuting. It is with the horror.
I need to figure out a proper plot for this thing soon, don't I? Not just fling Jekal Bryn, man-machine extraordinaire, from one explosion to another. *sigh* Writing is hard.
week ending 15 Jan:
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College today. My two lectures are at opposite ends of the timetable. 0900 and 1600. That's a lot of empty space in between, and shoves me right into the rush hour coming home. (I miss the morning crush and the fainting trains by going for one at quarter to seven.)
While I was supposed to be doing study-type things I achieved words, instead.
...I think I'll just lie here quietly until the feeling returns to my brain.
January 9, 2007 Progress Notes:
untitled space opera thingy
Words today: 1040
Words total: 4,700 by MS wordcount
Reason for stopping: quota
Exercise: none. Maybe situps and pushups later. I dunno.
Tyop du Jour: N/A
Words MS Word Doesn't Know: microbodies, planetfall
Mean Things: self-wounding for the cause
Books in progress: Jim Butcher, Storm Front
The glamour: commuting. It is with the horror.
I need to figure out a proper plot for this thing soon, don't I? Not just fling Jekal Bryn, man-machine extraordinaire, from one explosion to another. *sigh* Writing is hard.
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4,700 / 67,500 (6.9%) |
week ending 15 Jan:
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2,055 / 5,500 (37.4%) |
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College today. My two lectures are at opposite ends of the timetable. 0900 and 1600. That's a lot of empty space in between, and shoves me right into the rush hour coming home. (I miss the morning crush and the fainting trains by going for one at quarter to seven.)
While I was supposed to be doing study-type things I achieved words, instead.
...I think I'll just lie here quietly until the feeling returns to my brain.