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Hurricane Forever is going back to the pits of hell where it came from.
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Nadia sent back The Molting. It’s not as revolting as I thought it was. She says I should continue because I can’t leave people hanging like that.
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The truth is that I am so tired of this writing shit that I want to quit.
It’s not a screaming, crying ‘I want to quit’ fit.
It’s a ‘burn all the work and move on’ fit.
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I revised The Molting.
It is now in the hands of the Great and Terrible @NadiaLee.
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Contemplating starting something new.
Maybe the companion novel to Hurricane Forever.
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I have officially killed my short story. I'm working on rousing political speeches for the characters. I'm supposed to be working on a synopsis for something or other next month but I haven't a clue what. Maybe I should have put more thought into goals...
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I have slain my second oni, and started working on a third. Miss Metta is going down!
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I have really really killed The Molting.
Until I make like a necromancer (which I, sadly, have eliminated from The Eternity Project YET AGAIN) and bring it back to life.
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I desperately want to revise Hurricane Forever, but luckily (unluckily?) for me, I don’t actually have access to a copy. This should depress me more, BUT I think I have found my blogging mojo over on my other blog.
This is a good thing as I’ve been trying to get going on that for about forever now.
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I ought to take pictures of the fabulous Miss Metta.
I’m thinking Saturday is a good day. Then my goal for August can be to stitch all the way down to the bottom so I can make sure that I have enough fabric. Amongst other things.
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I have had an epiphany.
Why the hell am I messing about with The Molting? It’s a ‘practice’ short story, I get that, but it’s not really what I want to write.
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Doesn’t mean that I should start revising Hurricane Forever right away, but it does mean I’ll probably spend all of August contemplating the worldbuilding I need to do for HF and my magnum opus.
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I have slain the first of the Oni.
Miss Metta’s progress is astonishing indeed.
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I am recovering from a monstrous bout of flu.
The kind that you think you’re on the mend from, and then you go up two flights of stairs and feel like you are DYING.
I couldn’t even move a light wooden stool up from the ground floor to my bedroom – which is on the first floor.
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The Molting is revolting.
And if it’s not crying revolution, I am.
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I didn’t even manage to stitch on Wednesday. I slept for 24 hours straight, waking only to eat and take my pills – I’d probably have skipped eating except that I was supposed to eat something before I took the meds.
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Today, I am doing stash inventory.
What scares me is that what’s in my inventory? Doesn’t even include stuff that’s ‘kitted up’ (by that, I mean I have everything I need to start and finish the project) or what’s still on the slow boat from the UK.
And I’m pretty sure I’ve already achieved SABLE here.
Perhaps if it’s not raining tomorrow, and I have discovered in my possession an object called a Camera, I shall have provide evidence.
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Kaz’s Summer Camp Week #7:
Still NOT done.
Gah. This is going to be the short story that will haunt me for the rest of my writerly life.
And if I’m not done on July 31st, I think I’m going to junk this.
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I’m pretty sure I’m coming down with something.
Apparently, a stitch a day doesn’t keep the doctor away.
But Miss Metta is lovely, thank you very much.
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OMG.
I totally forgot about my Thursday deadline.
But clearly, I didn’t make it.
I think this version is better, however.
Having said that, if I don’t finish this by August 15th, I may send it to Nadia anyway.
God help the poor woman if that’s what I do.
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But my needlework proceeds apace.
There has been much progress on Miss Metta.
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I’ve also made 2 batches of English Muffins from Peter Reinhart’s The Bread Baker’s Apprentice, neither of which were successful.
They were good buns. But they weren’t English Muffins.
