Hold on for Round Three of higgledy piggledy.

Yesterday, I wrote 1,413 words on "John Four," and found THE END. It's a strange story, maybe even strange for me. Maybe even grim for me, right down to the irony in the Biblical allusion of its title. I wrote yesterday's pages to the Swans' My Father Will Guide Me Up a Rope to the Sky. It was the ( Read more... )

Okay. Back to work today.

The last couple of days were nice. Sonya (sovay) came down from Boston on Tuesday evening. Spooky and I met her at the train station, then the three of us had dinner at an Indian place on Wickenden Street. Later, back home, we made a double feature of "Once More, With Feeling" (from Season Five of Buffy the Vampire Slayer) and ( Read more... )

Yesterday was both an extraordinarily good writing day and a very confounding writing day. I did 1,674 words on "To One Who Has Lost Herself," bringing the current total word count for the story to 5,348. Once or twice I came so near to THE END that I could almost see it, but then the story would reveal some new wrinkle, some new bit of dialogue, ( Read more... )