Vacation Days Four and Five: All Good Things Must
I spent most of Thursday happily visiting with batdina. We got to stop briefly by a local museum, have excellent Chinese food for lunch, watch an episode of a well-loved show, and chat. She tolerantly listened to me ramble about story ideas that have not yet jelled, and shared her understanding. And, as usual after a visit, I ended up with many things I should have asked, but didn't think of at the time. So often I understand remarks and references one way in the moment, and differently hours later; does anyone else's brain work like that?
(wiliqueen, she's finished watching Blood Ties, by the way, and I strongly recommended your "Five Times" story; we concurred that you are a profoundly nice person as well as a writer we're delighted to read. I was also informed that you are at least as good an actor as you are a writer, which is darn good, and while I have had every confidence that is true, I haven't had the opportunity to witness it in person. ~g~ Oh, and have you heard that the UK DVDs of BT have Eurominutes, a la HL? I didn't know there was such a thing anymore!)
After the visit, I had fencing in the park and, excused by the vacation, stayed two hours later than I would normally (and I should have been much more caffeinated for the long drive home at that time of night, oh, my, yes). Underreported hazard of modern protective gear? Velcro in your hair!
Friday, tv-elf was otherwise occupied, so I tried to spend my time productively working on the current story. I finished reading one library book for research, started another, and charted a metaphor. But I wrote, um, just 101 words. Yeah. Ouch. I'll blame the headache, get some sleep, and try again on Saturday. The main character isn't talking to me; perhaps I can lure her in by giving the microphone to others.
So here ends the vacation. Back to work on Monday. Let's do it again sometime.
(wiliqueen, she's finished watching Blood Ties, by the way, and I strongly recommended your "Five Times" story; we concurred that you are a profoundly nice person as well as a writer we're delighted to read. I was also informed that you are at least as good an actor as you are a writer, which is darn good, and while I have had every confidence that is true, I haven't had the opportunity to witness it in person. ~g~ Oh, and have you heard that the UK DVDs of BT have Eurominutes, a la HL? I didn't know there was such a thing anymore!)
After the visit, I had fencing in the park and, excused by the vacation, stayed two hours later than I would normally (and I should have been much more caffeinated for the long drive home at that time of night, oh, my, yes). Underreported hazard of modern protective gear? Velcro in your hair!
Friday, tv-elf was otherwise occupied, so I tried to spend my time productively working on the current story. I finished reading one library book for research, started another, and charted a metaphor. But I wrote, um, just 101 words. Yeah. Ouch. I'll blame the headache, get some sleep, and try again on Saturday. The main character isn't talking to me; perhaps I can lure her in by giving the microphone to others.
So here ends the vacation. Back to work on Monday. Let's do it again sometime.