grrr.... hiss hiss

Now that Nanowrimo (National Novel Writing Month) is over, and Dotewamo is over (Domestic Television Watching Month) is over, it's time for Regoreyear (Regular Goals Rest of Year). I was pretty good about working on my writing this year, but I'd like to be more disciplined so I can get things done faster. Imagine this conversation...

Potential Agent: Ooer I loved your book, how long did it take you to write?

Me: [mumbling as I count on my fingers] Let's see I started it when I returned to school and I got the bulk of it written the next summer but then I changed the ending and then had to revise a bunch more and then school finished and I gave it to people to help me revise so I worked on those changes and then I decided it needed to be longer so I wrote some more and of course then I had to revise some more, and with the final edits, and then composing the query letter, and finally the synopsis it took... [whips out calculator] six and a half years.

Potential Agent: ... ... ... So your next book will be ready in--

Me: 2016... maybe 2017, cause it's longer.

Ease.

I'm quick at the actual writing. It's the revising and editing and query letter writing and (now) synopsis. I need some realistic but strong goals. Meh meh meh.

I find a lot of political cartoons unfunny, but I like this one...

"White is a flesh colored band-aid." Sandy Huffaker, 1970

Ghosts of Bloggies Past 2

"Just put on a smarty record
And some trousers that are checkered
And dance in smarty pants!"

Sometime in May 2007 I posted a long hour by hour description of my attempt to write a couple papers at the end of the semester, complete with what I was listening to, what the cats were doing, what I was eating, and the state of my health. Kind of amusing.

Slap hap happy new year!

Just watched The Holiday on tv. It was a bit awkward at first, but then it got quite good. Even made me all teary once or twice. Kate Winslet's a great actor.

Now I'm watching a Vicar of Dibley marathon. This is the first New Year that Fernando and I are spending alone. In past years we either celebrated with Pablo and Delyriam, or with Maewitch and the crew, or Fernando was working. But this holiday season I've had zero plans, zero commitments... Fernando is playing a little Warcraft, then he's going to join me at 11:00. We'll probably rent Julie and Julia, and have some of the sparkling wine my boss gave us.

Sherry's having a little snooze next to me. The Demon Spawn is curled up in a basket looking cute. Ahhh I feel relax-ed.

Ghosts of Bloggies Past 1

Since I'm re-reading my old blog, I'll post anything funny I find. This is a passage from a web site where you can submit lyrics you heard wrong. (I just like the categories the site gives you to fill in.)

Tears for Fears: Break It Down Again

The real lyrics were:
"Head strong like a horse" and later "Hot tips for the boys"

But I misheard them as:
"I'm hung like a horse" and later "I touch little boys"

The embarassing moment of revelation:
Singing along in the car with my parents

Age when I discovered just how wrong I had been: 25
I think my version is better than the original: Yes
I've convinced others that my version is correct: Yes
I take interesting medications: No
Submitted by Dennis Brennan on 1998-02-28 00:00:00

another contender for fromage of the year?

you twit

I haven't used my Twitter account for much, other than to follow a couple people, and to auto-post book reviews. I've decided to start posting short summaries of my Great Attraction blog entries. So if you find my posts too long to read, twit away!