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Jun 16, 2009 07:00AM

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*avoids renee for a moment* I don't want to be in swinging range then. :D

I'm not the friendliest person when I'm desperate for sleep. Kurt will take the kids and leave for a few hours so i can get some. He would never get up in the night with them, or get up before the crack of dawn when they "hear the birds", but he'll make sure i get a nap when it starts looking life threatening for him.

Which reminds me, I should feed them. It's been a few days, I've got some moldy bread here somewhere. i'll treat them to some Sunny D too, that stuff reminds me of a night not too long ago....I can't drink it anymore. Am I leaving the shade Bucky? Okay, it's your choice.
I didn't do so well for word count yesterday. Babies crying all freaking day and a toddler who has decided to take no prisoners in the potty training wars. It was a long day. i managed 1520 words. I know, I'm slipping.
I made up for it today though, when they left i told Kurt he was on duty and I went to work. 4485 words today. Much better.
The total so far= 166,672 words
I finished book three of seven for one story, it's at about 45000 words now, I think i might get over 100000 with this one. I'm excited. I really like this character. I'll be shattered if it ends up being crap. No, I won't. I'll know everyone else is just lying, it can't possibly be crap. no way.

Ah the potty wars, many a good rug and couch have i lost to those fearful zones of wet and poo. More fun yet is when the night peeing Never seems to go away... aarrggghh!
Did you know one out of every 3 boys wet the bed until they are eight to ten yrs old? and something like one in 10 do it clear into Jr high? I did not know that before... but now I do!
When we get that licked we'll burn the matress. Poor thing has been washed soooo many times.

EEEEKKK!! Teach your prisoners it is impolite to goose people. I wasn't even wearing anything sexy! Just muddy, wet, filthy farm clothes from all this rain we've been getting.
I'm so sick of rain. We may not be able to plant our third planting of corn if it doesn't let up this next week. That would be a bad thing for us.

You can definitely read this one. I don't think there's anything scary in it. Just a big jerk killing off a bunch of people. It's kind of funny, my kind of funny isn't everyone's kind of funny though.

*leaves a big stick outside the door*
there, now all you lovely young people who visit Renee's cubicle can beat her prisoners off while you stay and chat. Just be sure to leave the stick for the next person.


Good morning Eustace, your turn for the lampshade I see. How are the prisoners? Never mind I'll check for myself.
Hello Mr. Phone Company person. Do you like your new room? This is what happens when I pay for a service that NEVER works. Yes, it's a shame isn't it. Don't get lippy or I'll get the stick again. I mean it, you could joing the others upstair if you'd like that better. Yes, that's what I thought.
Despite people around here conspiring to drive me completely over the edge I did get some writing done yesterday. 2488 words. Close to 3000 but I got tied up with the phone company and the internet people until almost midnight. That's four hours of calling and waiting and trying to decipher to broken english they were speaking. Then they were angry with me because I kept saying 'Pardon, could you repeat that?' Well, I've got one of theirs now, maybe I'll see better service next time.
Total words so far; 169,160

Oh well, everything is fine now. I'll be fine by 7pm tonight when the last kid has left and I can relax for two days. Oh wait, Kurt is off for the weekend, there will be no relaxing. One more week until his fishing trip, I am excited. For him, I'm excited for him to go away with his buddies for a week. That's why. Not because I get seven blissful days of leaving the lights on, letting laundry pile up, and eating whatever I want without someone saying "You're going to eat all of that? You're going to eat that too? No wonder you can't fit into your shorts chubby." Yes, it will be nice, I'll miss him a little. You know, taking out the dogs and whatnot.

SO did you act all bleary and irritated when the early unannounceed people showed up or did you put on a fake happy face?

As far as Kurt, he says I have enough confidence for everyone. Those remarks, if I'm in a mood, will get him hurt, but not if i'm in a good mood. I just mention his 275lbs and the hair that no longer ventures up to his head and he shuts up. Just because he's jealous of my thick, lustrous locks and my crazy metabolism doesn't mean he should insult me. Also I'm not good at the strike thing. He knows eventually I'll come to him. I'm not proud of it, but that's the way it is. Someday I'll find some willpower. Then he's in trouble.

Two recommendations:
1) Watch your verb tenses. Most of the time it was past tense, but every now and then, it switched to present tense. Probably a good sign that you were getting into your story.
2) Watch your pacing. Sometimes, especially when you were writing dialog, you went from one action to the next (talking is an action) without pausing to allow the reader to see inside his head. If you have a whole lot of he said / she said / he said / she said with nothing inbetween, you get what I've heard referred to as "Talking Heads," as if there are two heads floating in space and you can hear them in the darkness.
You can read more about pacing in this article I wrote on single POV narration. http://afantasyfiction.blogspot.com/2...
Hope that helps. You've been doing an excellent job.



I welcome your opinions and suggestions of his jerkiness and the story. There is a deleted scene that I felt shouldn't be posted on goodreads, young eyes and all. If you want the full, uncut version, I can email it to you.


Okay I should get the the words. Friday = 2085 and yesterday 2229 words.
Total so far = 173,474



Tell me though, I know you are busy, how is a certain story about a creepy town coming along? I only ask because I would like to see your revisions. I hate waiting and i've been really good so far. Really, I haven't even sent a hit crew to your house, yet.




My B-day is tomorrow and the party goes until the 28th!
Please attend in GreenDaisy's Grand Gelatinous Globe
feel free to feed (click) on some of the younger dragons

I've been dutifully going through Happiness Hills and making a bunch of changes. Only 100 more pages to go and then I can rewrite a couple of scenes and we'll be ready to send her on out. I'm so excited. Now that I know what I shouldn't do, I've got a lot of editing in other projects that I'm dreading.
I wrote 1045 words yesterday too...not 2000 or anything, but hey, I edited 200 pages. Give me a break!




So you're thinking when the bomb goes off (Joe's bomb right?) They should be there? The scene with the phone call about it should be gone and they should be near the site for some reason to witness it? Hmmm...now that I'm thinking about it I might have some more ideas.

Yes, as long as Tom can stay pissed off about the act itself, and we don't have any mention of the consequences, I think that would do nicely.

I think it works better, and gives more to the story than letting the cat out of the bag so soon. I left any mention of it until the last chapter, and added that they thought she was only so far along but the tech. finds she is further, tying it all in to that night.
I look forward to your ideas for the bomb. Do you want me to send you the part I changed at the road? Or do you want to wait until we hammer out the last part and then look over the whole thing?



I was thinking about you today. My husband grabbed a book on disc for a murder mystery that I've never heard of and can't even remember the name of. In the story, this guy's wife is missing and the main character suspects foulplay, so she's investigating.
I thought, he should've used bees and then nobody would suspect a thing. Well, at least a public death, completely attributed to an accident. Everyone would know where she was so no one would have a reason to suspect.
Anyway, I think your story made quite an impact on me. I'll never be able to read another mystery again without thinking of you.
goes looking for a tin foil helmet
--Rita
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