Cold! Rainy!
Friday, October 15, 2004That's the sum of what's going on in my brain. Sigh.
I've been typing in Palace of Bone still, and doing fairly well. Unfortunately my book reviewing has suffered a bit (begs forgiveness) but I might almost 9but not quite) make my goal of a first draft done by the beginning of the year.
Sometimes, when you write by hand then type in, it's actually helpful. Having the words down keep you going even when you're tired of writing, because you know what's going to happen next, you don't have to make it up. And sometimes the words that are down trigger another scene, something you need to add, something for another part of the book. So you hit enter a few times, and start typing.
It really is winter, even though the trees still have leaves. The first real sign of winter is when I break down and dig out my crocheted sack thing. You know, the thing that's two afgans sewed together. It smells like the lavender I stored it with.
There are some movies, when your listing your favorites, you forget. Wolf is one of the ones I forgot. I saw it again the other night, and I think it's a fabulous werewolf movie...I'm not much on Jack Nicholson, but when he's really good, for the space of that movie, he's your favorite actor. The movie is about a book editor for a major publishing house who, on a trip coming back from Vermont accidentally hits a wolf...the wolf, peeved, bites him when he tries to drag it off the road. He starts to improve...his senses sharpen, stuff like that. It's fun for me both because it's set in the book world and because everyone's really good in it. Nicholson actually acts in a dog like manner...his ears move to catch sounds, the way he tilts his head, are all very canine. Perfect for this time of year, too...and for people who enjoy watching James Spader be slimy and evil.
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