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Nov. 12th, 2003 11:19 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
deviI had it all planned out. I had plot outlines, a map of connections between the characters, the lot. But last night, after about five hours of wanting to get writing and instead staring blankly into space, I caved in.
I wrote 2000ish words of a story called 'Gratuitous Word Sink'.
In which I write myself into the novel and wander around running into the characters, asking them what they plan to do next, in between liberal helpings of stream-of-consciousness.
I'm afraid to look at it today.
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The back garden is covered in autumn leaves, curly and golden yellow. This morning I woke up early to rain and more leaves pelting down on my window. It was glorious to fall back asleep, cosy, indoors.
Outside the study-room window are more fabulously coloured trees. Yesterday morning there was thick fog, with yet more trees appearing mysteriously out of it as I came down the Archway Road.
This time last year was grindingly awful. I worked in a noisome basement, never seeing daylight, and came home to a draughty box in an ugly part of town. This year I'm actually enjoying it. It's the trees that make all the difference. Remind me of this when I whine about the cost of my flat.
I wrote 2000ish words of a story called 'Gratuitous Word Sink'.
In which I write myself into the novel and wander around running into the characters, asking them what they plan to do next, in between liberal helpings of stream-of-consciousness.
I'm afraid to look at it today.
*
The back garden is covered in autumn leaves, curly and golden yellow. This morning I woke up early to rain and more leaves pelting down on my window. It was glorious to fall back asleep, cosy, indoors.
Outside the study-room window are more fabulously coloured trees. Yesterday morning there was thick fog, with yet more trees appearing mysteriously out of it as I came down the Archway Road.
This time last year was grindingly awful. I worked in a noisome basement, never seeing daylight, and came home to a draughty box in an ugly part of town. This year I'm actually enjoying it. It's the trees that make all the difference. Remind me of this when I whine about the cost of my flat.
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Date: 2003-11-12 02:17 pm (UTC)But I have to work that Thursday and Friday, and it would probably mean coming back here for two days of work before returning to Ireland for Christmas...
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Date: 2003-11-12 12:32 pm (UTC)Bluedevi says...
The back garden is covered in autumn leaves, curly and golden yellow. This morning I woke up early to rain and more leaves pelting down on my window. It was glorious to fall back asleep, cosy, indoors.
Kauket says....
Yesterday when searching for law books I noticed the back garden looked trashed, covered in leaves, ought to clean it up and move the chairs out the way. This morning woke up at 7:30 to hear it was still raining. Rain that had woke me up at 3am. Mutter mutter.
Bluedevi says....
Outside the study-room window are more fabulously coloured trees. Yesterday morning there was thick fog, with yet more trees appearing mysteriously out of it as I came down the Archway Road.
Kauket says....
Fog makes it a bitch to drive around the crowded streets of 'Highgate.' Still the colour of the leaves are quite pretty. Why is my car making a grinding noise?
Bluedevi says....
This time last year was grindingly awful. I worked in a noisome basement, never seeing daylight, and came home to a draughty box in an ugly part of town. This year I'm actually enjoying it. It's the trees that make all the difference. Remind me of this when I whine about the cost of my flat.
Kauket says....
This time last year I was less than a week away from leaving the country. This year I wish I was again. I'll still whine about the cost of my flat, combined with how I wish I was in New Orleans.
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Date: 2003-11-12 02:14 pm (UTC)And now you mention it, I'd rather be in New Orleans too, on some level :)
(Or San Francisco or Vancouver, or Tokyo, or Budapest.)
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Date: 2003-11-12 02:18 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-11-12 02:20 pm (UTC)Lowness is a worry, yes - at some stage in the summer the outside edge of my carpet was actually getting damp, though I *hope* that was condensation. Rain seems to have stopped, so I can attack the garden with a sweeping brush this evening.
(When I get back from Parents' Night Mark 2, that is, at 8ish)
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Date: 2003-11-12 02:33 pm (UTC)Must talk to Kev about the house though, there is damp in the study and think some of the house is leaking a bit.
I'll be in all night, acting irresponsibly and studying law
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Date: 2003-11-12 02:42 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-11-12 02:58 pm (UTC)