various, shivering along with sundry
Feb. 7th, 2007 06:57 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lauraanne_gilmanI've been in New England too long. Last night, just before going to bed, I wrote an entire scene where, I swear to god, the primary means of communication between two males was variations of "Yah." While sitting in perfect porch chair harmony.
And wasn't I supposed to be taking last night off? I'm sure that, after sending THE NIGHT SERPENT off to my betas and CGAG, that was the plan. So how did I end up typing three pages of laconic but emotionally weighted dialogue between man and demon?
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Meanwhile here in the spare freezer we call New England, the weatherfolk are keeping a running tab of how many days it's been since we've seen the upside of freezing (32 degrees). So far we're at five (5). They're predicting another ten (10) days before we crack the ice ceiling.
It's 12 degrees this morning. I'd really like some snow to go with this, please? Really.
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However, I did get a warm fuzzy this morning: an email from a former writer of mine, which said in part:
"Like other writers you helped, I thought you were a wonderful editor and remember you fondly. Having looked at your website, I (am) bowled over by all the things you're doing and wish you many more years of success, good coffee, and happiness."
*has fuzzies* Sometimes I wonder if my previous life actually, y'know, accomplished anything. For this one person, at least, it did...
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Today I am supposed to haul my backside downtown for a lunch date. See above re: temperature. D'y'think I'll lose Yankee Points if I reschedule for Spring?
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In other, totally unrelated news, the Wal-Mart discrimination case is moving ahead - they lost their bid to have the claims dismissed (Wal Mart is being sued for, among other things, consistently paying female employees less than male employees for the same jobs). Needless to say (but I will anyway) I hope Wal-Mart gets hung out to dry by their unmentionables. And their wallets. *spits*
And wasn't I supposed to be taking last night off? I'm sure that, after sending THE NIGHT SERPENT off to my betas and CGAG, that was the plan. So how did I end up typing three pages of laconic but emotionally weighted dialogue between man and demon?
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Meanwhile here in the spare freezer we call New England, the weatherfolk are keeping a running tab of how many days it's been since we've seen the upside of freezing (32 degrees). So far we're at five (5). They're predicting another ten (10) days before we crack the ice ceiling.
It's 12 degrees this morning. I'd really like some snow to go with this, please? Really.
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However, I did get a warm fuzzy this morning: an email from a former writer of mine, which said in part:
"Like other writers you helped, I thought you were a wonderful editor and remember you fondly. Having looked at your website, I (am) bowled over by all the things you're doing and wish you many more years of success, good coffee, and happiness."
*has fuzzies* Sometimes I wonder if my previous life actually, y'know, accomplished anything. For this one person, at least, it did...
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Today I am supposed to haul my backside downtown for a lunch date. See above re: temperature. D'y'think I'll lose Yankee Points if I reschedule for Spring?
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In other, totally unrelated news, the Wal-Mart discrimination case is moving ahead - they lost their bid to have the claims dismissed (Wal Mart is being sued for, among other things, consistently paying female employees less than male employees for the same jobs). Needless to say (but I will anyway) I hope Wal-Mart gets hung out to dry by their unmentionables. And their wallets. *spits*
