Sleepychameleon Hangout v.3

…in spite of my own self’s best efforts.

So it looks like I can’t do more than about 800-1000 words per day before I run straight into writing fatigue and end up surfing the internet for hours on end. Very well then. Duly noted–next time I’ll intersperse it with something else. (The other thing that’s a Rewrite, perhaps?)

It’s not a lot. I could do the same work in about two hours without having to sit here for the additional four. It occurs to me that this is why I didn’t head straight into a professional fiction writing career–asides from not having much material, I can’t POSSIBLY imagine sitting down and doing this for eight hours a day.

What this means, really, is that Elizabeth Bear is some sort of mutant freak. Or nuclear powered. Probably nuclear powered, given her fitness regimen. I can only aspire.

The glory of a three-day weekend: feel like cooking? Go cook!

Am going to attempt a corn salad, working sans recipe and, essentially, off the cuff. Wish me luck.

Edit: This is one of those “Today I had a grilled cheese sandwich” entries, isn’t it? Salad turned out okay. Would have liked some sun-dried tomatoes.

Edit2: Apparently all it needed was to cool down a bit, and the flavors totally mellowed out and blended together. Holy cow.

Enjoying the last dregs of summer seems to involve, for me, avoiding work I should be doing in favor of work I’d like to be doing. It’s been a spectacular summer, and the future looks…interesting, if not exactly straightforward. Reconnecting with a few good people and meeting quite a few new ones–always a good thing. Maybe I’ll write with a little more specificity, once the particular impressions gel a bit. A dream, a plan. The maturity to make it work.

Focus, veebrain, focus. Jack of all trades and master of none…yet.

Starting a thread here to track my progress. If this particular project goes anywhere, I’ll archive the entire lot on its own separate page; hopefully that will make it useful to people other than myself.

If that makes no sense, it’s because I should be in bed.

As of now, 96 cards done and most of the way through Act III. The important bits, anyway. I’m plotting roughly on the Greek Three Act structure, but it might break down into more, depending. Beat sheet keeps doing funky things. Also got a phone call from James AD today (who will probably be the producer on this project). It amused me. But I do like the guy–otherwise I wouldn’t bother working with him.