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Oct. 3rd, 2010
Fall weekend
Oct. 3rd, 2010 10:02 amYesterday was cloudy and rainy. Fall bluster. I have yet to wander into the basement to check for leaks. I may have another cup of coffee first.
Got an invitation to contribute to an anthology, which I accepted. No guarantees, but I really would like to come through with this one. I have had to turn down so many invitations over the years, or ignore the open calls, because I was working on a book. Some folks can multitask, write a story in a week, a few days. Maybe the stories gestate in their backbrains while they work on other things. Maybe they hyperfocus and pull it together all at once. I need to ponder, start and restart and focus, just as I do with a novel, and most times I just can't justify the effort. But as I said, I want to do this, so. Already pondering the premise, and the opening scenes. It needs to be on the short side, and that will be a challenge as well. For me, a novella counts as short. Short stories are like sketches, gesture drawings. Zip zip and done. I often feel rushed when I write them, as if I am explaining something to someone as they interrupt and cut me off. I love a well-done short story. I love the idea of writing shorts. They're just not my natural length. So I expect a grapple. I just hope I wind up with something salable at the end.
Baked banana bread yesterday. My usual recipe, but with a 12-oz bag of semisweet chips added just because. I also added cinnamon and a teaspoon of espresso powder to punch up the chocolate flavor. Not that it needed punching up, mind. I had a piece last night and my, but it's rich. I should probably freeze half the thing so it doesn't go stale because a small piece goes a hella long way.
Sunny today, but chilly. I need to check the bell peppers to see how they're doing. I've 8 of them, all about 3 inches across. I want to leave them to ripen as long as possible--we're supposed to wander back up into the 70s this week, so that will be good. I want to see a little red in the peppers before I pick them, since that's supposed to be the sign that the bitterness is gone. Let summer drag on just a little bit longer.
Vacuum. Laundry. London broil for dinner. Off to it.
Got an invitation to contribute to an anthology, which I accepted. No guarantees, but I really would like to come through with this one. I have had to turn down so many invitations over the years, or ignore the open calls, because I was working on a book. Some folks can multitask, write a story in a week, a few days. Maybe the stories gestate in their backbrains while they work on other things. Maybe they hyperfocus and pull it together all at once. I need to ponder, start and restart and focus, just as I do with a novel, and most times I just can't justify the effort. But as I said, I want to do this, so. Already pondering the premise, and the opening scenes. It needs to be on the short side, and that will be a challenge as well. For me, a novella counts as short. Short stories are like sketches, gesture drawings. Zip zip and done. I often feel rushed when I write them, as if I am explaining something to someone as they interrupt and cut me off. I love a well-done short story. I love the idea of writing shorts. They're just not my natural length. So I expect a grapple. I just hope I wind up with something salable at the end.
Baked banana bread yesterday. My usual recipe, but with a 12-oz bag of semisweet chips added just because. I also added cinnamon and a teaspoon of espresso powder to punch up the chocolate flavor. Not that it needed punching up, mind. I had a piece last night and my, but it's rich. I should probably freeze half the thing so it doesn't go stale because a small piece goes a hella long way.
Sunny today, but chilly. I need to check the bell peppers to see how they're doing. I've 8 of them, all about 3 inches across. I want to leave them to ripen as long as possible--we're supposed to wander back up into the 70s this week, so that will be good. I want to see a little red in the peppers before I pick them, since that's supposed to be the sign that the bitterness is gone. Let summer drag on just a little bit longer.
Vacuum. Laundry. London broil for dinner. Off to it.
Fall weekend
Oct. 3rd, 2010 10:02 amYesterday was cloudy and rainy. Fall bluster. I have yet to wander into the basement to check for leaks. I may have another cup of coffee first.
Got an invitation to contribute to an anthology, which I accepted. No guarantees, but I really would like to come through with this one. I have had to turn down so many invitations over the years, or ignore the open calls, because I was working on a book. Some folks can multitask, write a story in a week, a few days. Maybe the stories gestate in their backbrains while they work on other things. Maybe they hyperfocus and pull it together all at once. I need to ponder, start and restart and focus, just as I do with a novel, and most times I just can't justify the effort. But as I said, I want to do this, so. Already pondering the premise, and the opening scenes. It needs to be on the short side, and that will be a challenge as well. For me, a novella counts as short. Short stories are like sketches, gesture drawings. Zip zip and done. I often feel rushed when I write them, as if I am explaining something to someone as they interrupt and cut me off. I love a well-done short story. I love the idea of writing shorts. They're just not my natural length. So I expect a grapple. I just hope I wind up with something salable at the end.
Baked banana bread yesterday. My usual recipe, but with a 12-oz bag of semisweet chips added just because. I also added cinnamon and a teaspoon of espresso powder to punch up the chocolate flavor. Not that it needed punching up, mind. I had a piece last night and my, but it's rich. I should probably freeze half the thing so it doesn't go stale because a small piece goes a hella long way.
Sunny today, but chilly. I need to check the bell peppers to see how they're doing. I've 8 of them, all about 3 inches across. I want to leave them to ripen as long as possible--we're supposed to wander back up into the 70s this week, so that will be good. I want to see a little red in the peppers before I pick them, since that's supposed to be the sign that the bitterness is gone. Let summer drag on just a little bit longer.
Vacuum. Laundry. London broil for dinner. Off to it.
Got an invitation to contribute to an anthology, which I accepted. No guarantees, but I really would like to come through with this one. I have had to turn down so many invitations over the years, or ignore the open calls, because I was working on a book. Some folks can multitask, write a story in a week, a few days. Maybe the stories gestate in their backbrains while they work on other things. Maybe they hyperfocus and pull it together all at once. I need to ponder, start and restart and focus, just as I do with a novel, and most times I just can't justify the effort. But as I said, I want to do this, so. Already pondering the premise, and the opening scenes. It needs to be on the short side, and that will be a challenge as well. For me, a novella counts as short. Short stories are like sketches, gesture drawings. Zip zip and done. I often feel rushed when I write them, as if I am explaining something to someone as they interrupt and cut me off. I love a well-done short story. I love the idea of writing shorts. They're just not my natural length. So I expect a grapple. I just hope I wind up with something salable at the end.
Baked banana bread yesterday. My usual recipe, but with a 12-oz bag of semisweet chips added just because. I also added cinnamon and a teaspoon of espresso powder to punch up the chocolate flavor. Not that it needed punching up, mind. I had a piece last night and my, but it's rich. I should probably freeze half the thing so it doesn't go stale because a small piece goes a hella long way.
Sunny today, but chilly. I need to check the bell peppers to see how they're doing. I've 8 of them, all about 3 inches across. I want to leave them to ripen as long as possible--we're supposed to wander back up into the 70s this week, so that will be good. I want to see a little red in the peppers before I pick them, since that's supposed to be the sign that the bitterness is gone. Let summer drag on just a little bit longer.
Vacuum. Laundry. London broil for dinner. Off to it.
Spirit Day
Oct. 3rd, 2010 07:00 pmOriginally posted by ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
neo_prodigy at Spirit Day 
It’s been decided. On October 20th, 2010, we will wear purple in honor of the 6 gay boys who committed suicide in recent weeks/months due to homophobic abuse in their homes at at their schools. Purple represents Spirit on the LGBTQ flag and that’s exactly what we’d like all of you to have with you: spirit. Please know that times will get better and that you will meet people who will love you and respect you for who you are, no matter your sexuality. Please wear purple on October 20th. Tell your friends, family, co-workers, neighbors and schools.
RIP Tyler Clementi, Seth Walsh (top)
RIP Justin Aaberg, Raymond Chase (middle)
RIP Asher Brown and Billy Lucas. (bottom)
REBLOG to spread a message of love, unity and peace.
neo_prodigy at Spirit DayIt’s been decided. On October 20th, 2010, we will wear purple in honor of the 6 gay boys who committed suicide in recent weeks/months due to homophobic abuse in their homes at at their schools. Purple represents Spirit on the LGBTQ flag and that’s exactly what we’d like all of you to have with you: spirit. Please know that times will get better and that you will meet people who will love you and respect you for who you are, no matter your sexuality. Please wear purple on October 20th. Tell your friends, family, co-workers, neighbors and schools.
RIP Tyler Clementi, Seth Walsh (top)
RIP Justin Aaberg, Raymond Chase (middle)
RIP Asher Brown and Billy Lucas. (bottom)
REBLOG to spread a message of love, unity and peace.
Spirit Day
Oct. 3rd, 2010 07:00 pmOriginally posted by neo_prodigy at Spirit Day
It’s been decided. On October 20th, 2010, we will wear purple in honor of the 6 gay boys who committed suicide in recent weeks/months due to homophobic abuse in their homes at at their schools. Purple represents Spirit on the LGBTQ flag and that’s exactly what we’d like all of you to have with you: spirit. Please know that times will get better and that you will meet people who will love you and respect you for who you are, no matter your sexuality. Please wear purple on October 20th. Tell your friends, family, co-workers, neighbors and schools.
RIP Tyler Clementi, Seth Walsh (top)
RIP Justin Aaberg, Raymond Chase (middle)
RIP Asher Brown and Billy Lucas. (bottom)
REBLOG to spread a message of love, unity and peace.
neo_prodigy at Spirit DayIt’s been decided. On October 20th, 2010, we will wear purple in honor of the 6 gay boys who committed suicide in recent weeks/months due to homophobic abuse in their homes at at their schools. Purple represents Spirit on the LGBTQ flag and that’s exactly what we’d like all of you to have with you: spirit. Please know that times will get better and that you will meet people who will love you and respect you for who you are, no matter your sexuality. Please wear purple on October 20th. Tell your friends, family, co-workers, neighbors and schools.
RIP Tyler Clementi, Seth Walsh (top)
RIP Justin Aaberg, Raymond Chase (middle)
RIP Asher Brown and Billy Lucas. (bottom)
REBLOG to spread a message of love, unity and peace.
Courtesy of christymarx
Oct. 3rd, 2010 07:05 pm"The fears of one class of men are not the measure of the rights of another." George Bancroft (Sec. of the Navy, founder of U.S. Naval Academy at Annapolis)
