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lenora_roseProgress notes for July 15-27 inclusive, 2014
Yes, all at once. That was the Fringe. Which normally i post a great deal about in detail, but I think not this year. Not that it wasn't a basically damn good Fringe in almost all ways. (I *will* dedicate a post to the Folk Festival and the ways it was a less than stellar one...) I was puttering around with the Dana, doing a bit here and a bit there, and because, as I learned with NaNoWriMo, the Dana's word count function is painfully slow when coping with a 150k file (It's impossible to do anything but a complete word count, too, but what with deleting almost as much as I added, wouldn't have served regardless.)
Possible title sources referenced? - Not really. I suspect those will come up, if at all, much later in the story, or in a scene too key to what it's all about.
Total words new or revised : + 370
Reason for stopping: The Fringe Ended...
Music: Usually the MP3 player on random, if anything at all was available to me; otherwise, the background noise of line-ups for shows, the volunteer hospitality suite, the table where I sold tickets... And for one of the long drives out of town, the noises of the car.
Tea: Multiple varieties, of course, but because I have been attempting to reduce caffeine severely, and coffee-related drinks almost 100%, mostly I've had decaf or herbal. And it proved remarkably difficult to find places that sell tea at all around the Fringe, much less enough varieties that I had an option other than Mint that I liked (I detest chamomile, and I have found that few easily-obtained supposedly fruit flavoured infusions work for me over time)
There's Always one more Quirk in the character: Laurel really didn't pay attention to the price she was asked to pay -- because that wasn't half as relevant.(It occurs to me that Laurel's explanation where and how she learned her housebreaking skills never made it in. Maybe later, oh well.)
Mean Things: B&E, paying a considerably steeper price than noted to free someone else, a remarkably nasty clause or two in the oath.
Darling du jour: Laurel would have lasted about a minute as Bluebeard's wife, and that long only because she'd have probably had to pick the lock.
Research: No opportunity. I need to check the main floor of the church on revision
Books I Read throughout: Oriole A. Vane-Veldhuis - For Elise, Pratchett - Raising Steam, S.ClarkeCollins (OOOPS) - Gregor the Overlander, Katherine Addison - The Goblin Emperor, Martha Wells - Emilie and the Hollow World
Inevitable other crap:
Saw 21 shows. Did 8 volunteer shifts. Also spent one Sunday with the husband's relatives, saw some plays with him, and spent more time at home than you'd think. Many many shows made me cry because I just do that, but only one that really did so in an unhealthy, horrid, not-just-cathartic way. Which, of course, was called Magic Unicorn Island. (It's an excellent show, if it comes to a Fringe near you -- just don't be confused when it's billed as a comedy or starts by making you laugh; it's a satire, and satire =/= comedy. There is NO way the ending could have been made funny, even to those who could appreciate it with a bit less shattering. And he didn't try, because to try would have stripped the point.)
Otherwise - decent weather, a working bicycle, a range of excellent to decent shows (At least the ones I saw, even the ones I was forced to by usher shifts), good times.
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Progress notes for July 29, 2014
The one day since where I've done anything worth note in writing. Things have been busy!
Total words new or revised : -217. Hurrah for a negative total!
Reason for stopping: Needed to get out of chair and move about a bit> Soon after, had to wake JoJo from his nap.
Tea: Upton Premium decaf Earl Grey. I think.
Music: none
There's Always one more Quirk in the character: Roma is cuddly
Darling du jour: Roma lifted her, broad hands tucked under her elbows until she could stand and spite her trembling knees.
Books I'm Reading: Julia Quinn - Mr Cavendish, I presume, Elizabeth Bear - Shoggoths in Bloom (Specifically, "In the House of Aryaman, a Lonely Signal Burns"), Terry Pratchett and Jacqueline Simpson - The Folklore of Discworld.
Inevitable Asides: Some book reviews probably also coming up, even in brief.
Yes, all at once. That was the Fringe. Which normally i post a great deal about in detail, but I think not this year. Not that it wasn't a basically damn good Fringe in almost all ways. (I *will* dedicate a post to the Folk Festival and the ways it was a less than stellar one...) I was puttering around with the Dana, doing a bit here and a bit there, and because, as I learned with NaNoWriMo, the Dana's word count function is painfully slow when coping with a 150k file (It's impossible to do anything but a complete word count, too, but what with deleting almost as much as I added, wouldn't have served regardless.)
Possible title sources referenced? - Not really. I suspect those will come up, if at all, much later in the story, or in a scene too key to what it's all about.
Total words new or revised : + 370
Reason for stopping: The Fringe Ended...
Music: Usually the MP3 player on random, if anything at all was available to me; otherwise, the background noise of line-ups for shows, the volunteer hospitality suite, the table where I sold tickets... And for one of the long drives out of town, the noises of the car.
Tea: Multiple varieties, of course, but because I have been attempting to reduce caffeine severely, and coffee-related drinks almost 100%, mostly I've had decaf or herbal. And it proved remarkably difficult to find places that sell tea at all around the Fringe, much less enough varieties that I had an option other than Mint that I liked (I detest chamomile, and I have found that few easily-obtained supposedly fruit flavoured infusions work for me over time)
There's Always one more Quirk in the character: Laurel really didn't pay attention to the price she was asked to pay -- because that wasn't half as relevant.(It occurs to me that Laurel's explanation where and how she learned her housebreaking skills never made it in. Maybe later, oh well.)
Mean Things: B&E, paying a considerably steeper price than noted to free someone else, a remarkably nasty clause or two in the oath.
Darling du jour: Laurel would have lasted about a minute as Bluebeard's wife, and that long only because she'd have probably had to pick the lock.
Research: No opportunity. I need to check the main floor of the church on revision
Books I Read throughout: Oriole A. Vane-Veldhuis - For Elise, Pratchett - Raising Steam, S.
Inevitable other crap:
Saw 21 shows. Did 8 volunteer shifts. Also spent one Sunday with the husband's relatives, saw some plays with him, and spent more time at home than you'd think. Many many shows made me cry because I just do that, but only one that really did so in an unhealthy, horrid, not-just-cathartic way. Which, of course, was called Magic Unicorn Island. (It's an excellent show, if it comes to a Fringe near you -- just don't be confused when it's billed as a comedy or starts by making you laugh; it's a satire, and satire =/= comedy. There is NO way the ending could have been made funny, even to those who could appreciate it with a bit less shattering. And he didn't try, because to try would have stripped the point.)
Otherwise - decent weather, a working bicycle, a range of excellent to decent shows (At least the ones I saw, even the ones I was forced to by usher shifts), good times.
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Progress notes for July 29, 2014
The one day since where I've done anything worth note in writing. Things have been busy!
Total words new or revised : -217. Hurrah for a negative total!
Reason for stopping: Needed to get out of chair and move about a bit> Soon after, had to wake JoJo from his nap.
Tea: Upton Premium decaf Earl Grey. I think.
Music: none
There's Always one more Quirk in the character: Roma is cuddly
Darling du jour: Roma lifted her, broad hands tucked under her elbows until she could stand and spite her trembling knees.
Books I'm Reading: Julia Quinn - Mr Cavendish, I presume, Elizabeth Bear - Shoggoths in Bloom (Specifically, "In the House of Aryaman, a Lonely Signal Burns"), Terry Pratchett and Jacqueline Simpson - The Folklore of Discworld.
Inevitable Asides: Some book reviews probably also coming up, even in brief.
