07/13/00 -- Slowing Down
Going ... going .... gone?
We seem to be slowing down. Yeah, we had a
24-hour moratorium on writing and that would explain that no stories got
turned in yesterday morning, but we had only one turned in the day before
(my "Hypothetical Beaches") and only one turned in today.
It's weird.
So we critted "Hypothetical Beaches"
today... and it got some interesting reactions. I'm not sure
why. A lot of people had a lot of arg scribbled on the
manuscript, but still really liked the story. Maybe I've had a
breakthrough.
Or maybe it was just a breakdown. I don't
know.
So we had crits. And we skipped the lecture
today since we've got a reading tonight and everyone wants to write.. Or
try to. Lunch. Lunch was fun. I blame Maureen and Greg for my
nearly uncontrollable laughter through the meal. I'd share, but,
well, you kinda have to be here for it to work.
Jennifer and I wandered over to the admin
building (and the cashier's office) then wandered back. We saw a
cardinal, a black squirrel, a woodchuck, a rabbit, and two dogs.
None of them stuck around long enough for honey roasted peanuts. Oh
well. Their loss. :)
Back in my room, I searched, again, for
inspiration. I think the well is pretty dry. And I've been
pushing myself. I'm thinking about using this weekend to work out
plot for a novel. What might be the novel, maybe.
(Oops, sentence fragment! There's another one! I'm not allowed
to write anymore stories with sentence fragments while I'm here: in part,
to see if I can; in part because everyone is fucking sick of them!
*snicker*) But I want to try and get two more stories written before
I leave. Two isn't a lot, right? I've got a week and a half,
right?
I guess I'll cross my fingers.
Dunno how much good it'll do. I found three
cool articles (or was it four?) on the web that I thought 'd be cool for a
story or something, but I have no idea what I'm going to do with
them. I don't think I know how to write hard science fiction ...
science fiction with both words emphasized. I just need a
story. Three ideas, no story. Figures. I think my brain
has definitely been wrung out and left to dry on the line. Or maybe on one
of the tables outside Van Hoosen.
We all walked to Harper's brew pub for
dinner. It was a fun walk. Lots of different talk. Lots
of silliness. (Looks like I've dropped back into sentence fragments,
eh?) Wound up with Greg and Gavin and I up in front of
everyone. Figures. The three with the longest legs.
The food at harper's wasn't too bad, but it took
*forever*. Probably because there were 19 of us or something silly
like that.
After, we walked up to Archives. Very fun
reading. Greg read a story that'll be out in Dark Terrors 5 from the
UK sometime soon. Very awesome story. Very very awesome.
After the reading and before we all left Archives, Maureen, Greg and
Lister presented us with our scholarship plaques and we took our group
photo right outside Archives.
Some folks walked back, some got rides back from
the folks who didn't come for dinner and just came for the reading.
I wound up walking back with Greg when all was said and done. I
tempted him into Tower Records... and then the chocolate place where
Jennifer and Mark and I bought candy the other night. I resisted
temptation in Tower (only because they didn't have what I was looking
for), but not the candy place. I bought truffles. Yum.
Oh, and one of the funny things on the walk back
(before Tower) was a house that'd been lifted (foundation and all) from
the ground and was supported on I beams. There was a sign on the
door that said, "Please use rear entrance." I hope the
pictures turn out. :) It was entirely too amusing.
I worked on a might-be-story (see below) then
decided I'd get a decent night's sleep and crashed early! Before
midnight! It's crazy man, crazy!
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Okay, so other
folks are talking about their productivity here. I decided I
may as well, too.
This list (and my productivity) is subject to change without
notice. :)
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Title
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Word Count
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Finished
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Critiqued?
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"Where
the Blood Roses Grow"
Week one, first story. Wahoo. And I was worried that
something wouldn't come. |
5000 |
6/13 |
6/15 |
"Uprooting
the Tree"
Will probably change the title at some point. |
3400 |
6/16 |
6/19 |
"Mockingbird
Girl"
I think I'm happiest with this story, so far. |
2800 |
6/19 |
6/26 |
"Poor
as Paupers, Rich as Royalty"
My challenge story from Sean's week. I hated writing
it. It gave me a toothache. |
2000
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6/22
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| That
fucking first person narrative (not yet complete) - May never be
completed. Don't I feel like an idiot... |
(400) |
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"Switched
to Overload" (That
other fucking first person narrative)
Actually, I like this one better than the one above it ...
Even if it did wind up being two first person narratives in one
story. o.O |
4900 |
6/27 |
7/3 |
| "Sweeter
Than Honey, Stronger Than Wine" (My
Tananrive Due challenge story. Write a story in the style of
an author whose work you admire. Aieee! It was sort of
supposed to be in the style of Tanith Lee. I'm not sure I
hit that. But it's definitely got a Christina Rossetti
influence.) |
9200 |
7/2 |
7/10 |
"Hypothetical
Beaches"
I really hope it turns out to be not quite as stupid as I feel
like it is. Finished it just before Maureen and Greg's
24-hour moratorium on writing. (In case you're wondering, it
started from a free-write.) |
2800 |
7/10 |
7/13 |
"From
Time to Time" (unfinished)
Fucked if I know what this is going to turn into if it will turn
into anything over the next couple of days. It's
twisted. Or at least a little gross. |
(837) |
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