Wow, tomorrow's Friday already
The week has flown. That being the case, here are short notes on events:
July Fourth with ironymaiden, her C, and butterflydrming (among others) was just what I'd hoped for: a small barbecue, and then fireworks viewing from Miss Drming's office window overlooking Elliott Bay. We had what amounted to front row seats, and I could feel the building shake with each burst.
I haven't done much of anything very substantial at work this week. I've reviewed the new style guide, a work in progress. I'm currently working on a progress chart for this enormous project we're working on. I'm doing little more than pushing around graphic elements in PowerPoint. I'm feeling very assistant-y right now, and not very lead-y. Looking forward to getting more knowledge under my belt next week, as this stuff, while mildly entertaining, isn't very challenging. Like my boss, though.
Tonight, the workshop crew gave me terrific feedback on my story. Tonight's lessons included things like: be sure you indicate without doubt what gender your characters are; also, your protagonist better damn well know exactly what he's doing when he abandons his sibling to the fairies. I also still need to decide if this story is better told from another character's POV than it is currently. Good arguments were made on both sides tonight. I need to sleep on this. Maybe The Voice (from whom I haven't heard in months) will speak in the morning.
I received a lovely birthday postcard from girasole today; thank you! I also received a DVD-shaped package from Amazon in the mail last night. I will not open it until my birthday on Monday. I am a Model of Self-Restraint (tm).
And last but not least, if you're a fan of Rose/Ten, then you might enjoy this shippy fan vid. I admit it: I did, even if the end does still need a little bit of work.
July Fourth with ironymaiden, her C, and butterflydrming (among others) was just what I'd hoped for: a small barbecue, and then fireworks viewing from Miss Drming's office window overlooking Elliott Bay. We had what amounted to front row seats, and I could feel the building shake with each burst.
I haven't done much of anything very substantial at work this week. I've reviewed the new style guide, a work in progress. I'm currently working on a progress chart for this enormous project we're working on. I'm doing little more than pushing around graphic elements in PowerPoint. I'm feeling very assistant-y right now, and not very lead-y. Looking forward to getting more knowledge under my belt next week, as this stuff, while mildly entertaining, isn't very challenging. Like my boss, though.
Tonight, the workshop crew gave me terrific feedback on my story. Tonight's lessons included things like: be sure you indicate without doubt what gender your characters are; also, your protagonist better damn well know exactly what he's doing when he abandons his sibling to the fairies. I also still need to decide if this story is better told from another character's POV than it is currently. Good arguments were made on both sides tonight. I need to sleep on this. Maybe The Voice (from whom I haven't heard in months) will speak in the morning.
I received a lovely birthday postcard from girasole today; thank you! I also received a DVD-shaped package from Amazon in the mail last night. I will not open it until my birthday on Monday. I am a Model of Self-Restraint (tm).
And last but not least, if you're a fan of Rose/Ten, then you might enjoy this shippy fan vid. I admit it: I did, even if the end does still need a little bit of work.