Once again gracing the virtual pages of LJ
I've been lurking for days (weeks even?) and it is now time to write again.
I need to rant just a little bit about how much I positively abhor converting a document when it has anything to do with going into or coming out of MSWord. It just messes things up SO much.
I spent the evenings of this past week editing useless things. Gremlins that crept into my work as a result of the stupid conversion software of MS.
In other news, my father's in country, he's finally met his little granddaughter and now has a new love. :) My niece looks utterly content in his arms and he's taking utmost care that the little sack of sugar that is his yet-immobile, three-ish month old granddaughter doesn't fall out of his arms despite the fact that he's sitting leaned back in a plush armchair and gravity is in his favor. But then, it's been a long time since I was that small.
brb, must swap laundry . . .
and I'm actually quite hungry.
well, this has been a rather pointless post! if nothing else, I'm still alive.
writing is going well. amieroserotruck and I have come up with a fabulous plan that has us writing every night. Or at the very least, editing. And at the ultraveryleast? Losing money and feeling thoroughly disgruntled with ourselves for not having done at least SOMEthing.
and my book grows ever longer.
k. food. [post]
I need to rant just a little bit about how much I positively abhor converting a document when it has anything to do with going into or coming out of MSWord. It just messes things up SO much.
I spent the evenings of this past week editing useless things. Gremlins that crept into my work as a result of the stupid conversion software of MS.
In other news, my father's in country, he's finally met his little granddaughter and now has a new love. :) My niece looks utterly content in his arms and he's taking utmost care that the little sack of sugar that is his yet-immobile, three-ish month old granddaughter doesn't fall out of his arms despite the fact that he's sitting leaned back in a plush armchair and gravity is in his favor. But then, it's been a long time since I was that small.
brb, must swap laundry . . .
and I'm actually quite hungry.
well, this has been a rather pointless post! if nothing else, I'm still alive.
writing is going well. amieroserotruck and I have come up with a fabulous plan that has us writing every night. Or at the very least, editing. And at the ultraveryleast? Losing money and feeling thoroughly disgruntled with ourselves for not having done at least SOMEthing.
and my book grows ever longer.
k. food. [post]