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lauraanne_gilman) wrote2007-05-13 01:38 pm
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Happy Mothers' Day, Moms of all shapes, species and genders!
My own mother is currently (with my dad) in Croatia. If the economy suddenly takes a fall over there, you'll know who to blame.
WRITING UPDATE:
'Four hours ago she had woken in her own bed, in her own home, and the world wasn’t perfect but it made sense. A lot could happen in four hours.'

Daughter of the Sea, start of week 3
Not quite where I wanted to be -- we had some Plotting Issues mid-week -- but I'm still averaging about 800 words a day. And since this doesn't actually have a due date (yet), I'm content with that.
Once I get my revision notes back for DOWN INTO DARKNESS, then things will get a bit more intense. Also, long discussion with Madame Agent put something else on the forward burner, as she liked it, she really really liked it!
RANDOM LIFEOSITY:
Yesterday two friends and I had a Girls' Day Out. Food and wine and social bonding, combined with the ancient art of outlet shopping. Everyone found what they were looking for, and went away pleased with their deals. The village celebrated the mighty hunters that night!
Suri's haul was: two new pair of sandals [one dressy one plain], a cute casual top, a gorgeous summerweight dress, new workout clothes, and a cast iron grill pan. The only thing I didn't get were new sneakers, and those aren't a Need just yet. Of course, I didn't know the grill pan was a Need either, until
arcaedia told me it was....
Today the sun is out, the breeze is mild, the parenting world is out and about promenading in the park before sunday dinner, and I am curled up with a sandwich made up of leftover steak from last night's dinner (all hail the grill pan!), crumbled blu cheese, and Judie's peasant bread. [Why did it take me a year to discover Judie's? Damn you, New Havenites, for not warning me of the evil lure that is her peasant bread!] I have had work, shopping, social frivolity, and a full night's sleep, and there is absolutely NOTHING I have to do RIGHT THIS INSTANT except work on some book-promotional stuff.
*has contentment*
WRITING UPDATE:
'Four hours ago she had woken in her own bed, in her own home, and the world wasn’t perfect but it made sense. A lot could happen in four hours.'
Daughter of the Sea, start of week 3
Not quite where I wanted to be -- we had some Plotting Issues mid-week -- but I'm still averaging about 800 words a day. And since this doesn't actually have a due date (yet), I'm content with that.
Once I get my revision notes back for DOWN INTO DARKNESS, then things will get a bit more intense. Also, long discussion with Madame Agent put something else on the forward burner, as she liked it, she really really liked it!
RANDOM LIFEOSITY:
Yesterday two friends and I had a Girls' Day Out. Food and wine and social bonding, combined with the ancient art of outlet shopping. Everyone found what they were looking for, and went away pleased with their deals. The village celebrated the mighty hunters that night!
Suri's haul was: two new pair of sandals [one dressy one plain], a cute casual top, a gorgeous summerweight dress, new workout clothes, and a cast iron grill pan. The only thing I didn't get were new sneakers, and those aren't a Need just yet. Of course, I didn't know the grill pan was a Need either, until
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Today the sun is out, the breeze is mild, the parenting world is out and about promenading in the park before sunday dinner, and I am curled up with a sandwich made up of leftover steak from last night's dinner (all hail the grill pan!), crumbled blu cheese, and Judie's peasant bread. [Why did it take me a year to discover Judie's? Damn you, New Havenites, for not warning me of the evil lure that is her peasant bread!] I have had work, shopping, social frivolity, and a full night's sleep, and there is absolutely NOTHING I have to do RIGHT THIS INSTANT except work on some book-promotional stuff.
*has contentment*