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I am being a bad writer-suri today: I am not writing anything. Mainly this is because I got in at 4:30 this morning (ow, ow, and also ow) and didn't wake up until around 10 (and then only because the phone woke me up,) and making potluck pasta and watching Leverage is about all my brain can handle.
Am having some interesting backbrain thoughts about the subplot, though, and scribbled down some notes that should make for an interesting mid-book twist. Also, ties in neatly with what's already been implied but not established about Talent in the previous series. Should also give me a way to bring forward a secondary character without jarring the narrative. That will be fun (and when you guys actually read this part, two years from now, maybe one person will go "oh, that's what she was talking about. Cool!" For you, dear reader, I dedicate that scene).
Later, there will be bill-paying, and then I am heading back downtown for the evening. I r a soshal meerkat.
Tomorrow, the world goes back to its natural order of things.
As an aside: having seen possibly the Ur bachelor's apartment, source of All Jokes, last night, I wonder -- how would y'all define the such a thing? How about for a woman? This is actually for research, so speak up, don't be shy, share your observations freely...
Am having some interesting backbrain thoughts about the subplot, though, and scribbled down some notes that should make for an interesting mid-book twist. Also, ties in neatly with what's already been implied but not established about Talent in the previous series. Should also give me a way to bring forward a secondary character without jarring the narrative. That will be fun (and when you guys actually read this part, two years from now, maybe one person will go "oh, that's what she was talking about. Cool!" For you, dear reader, I dedicate that scene).
Later, there will be bill-paying, and then I am heading back downtown for the evening. I r a soshal meerkat.
Tomorrow, the world goes back to its natural order of things.
As an aside: having seen possibly the Ur bachelor's apartment, source of All Jokes, last night, I wonder -- how would y'all define the such a thing? How about for a woman? This is actually for research, so speak up, don't be shy, share your observations freely...