Sunday evening 5 pm
Sunday, December 14th, 2025 05:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rolanniAll righty, then! Sunday. Cold and grey with snow showers.
Breakfast was -- all together now! -- hummus, naan, and grapes. Lunch will be a box of something, on account I'm lazy, and also because I've got a buncha RL stuff to cope with on my desk.
I also feel kinda pillow fort-ish. No particular reason, except that Steve has now been dead longer than he's ever been dead before and I am Not Preferring this narrative.
Writing is over for the day -- 1,377 new words, bringing the entire WIP to something around 104,110. Caught myself being unkind to same, which is too easy to do when it's Just You. It is of course, NOT just me, and I would like to recognize Tali's support -- she came over and cleaned my eyebrows for me, which was ... strange, but well-intentioned, and I *did* feel better for it.
Tried to watch Miss Scarlet last night, and didn't quite make it through the first episode. Maybe I'll try Bridgerton.
What else? Oh, the plaque sellers are out in force. Honestly, I've never understood why I need a plaque to commemorate the publication of a book when, yanno, I have the book?
There are an Incredible Number of People who are counting themselves IN on the Liaden Readalong. We probably need a theme song. I'll try to draft some Rules of the Read today, or tomorrow, so people can take a look and offer fine-tuning, if any.
And that's all I've got at -- well, lunchtime.
Speaking of which -- oughta go do that.
How's YOUR Sunday going?
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OK, so that's it for the day. I didn't get everything done, but really, when does that happen?
Everybody have a good evening. Stay safe. I'll see you tomorrow.
Breakfast was -- all together now! -- hummus, naan, and grapes. Lunch will be a box of something, on account I'm lazy, and also because I've got a buncha RL stuff to cope with on my desk.
I also feel kinda pillow fort-ish. No particular reason, except that Steve has now been dead longer than he's ever been dead before and I am Not Preferring this narrative.
Writing is over for the day -- 1,377 new words, bringing the entire WIP to something around 104,110. Caught myself being unkind to same, which is too easy to do when it's Just You. It is of course, NOT just me, and I would like to recognize Tali's support -- she came over and cleaned my eyebrows for me, which was ... strange, but well-intentioned, and I *did* feel better for it.
Tried to watch Miss Scarlet last night, and didn't quite make it through the first episode. Maybe I'll try Bridgerton.
What else? Oh, the plaque sellers are out in force. Honestly, I've never understood why I need a plaque to commemorate the publication of a book when, yanno, I have the book?
There are an Incredible Number of People who are counting themselves IN on the Liaden Readalong. We probably need a theme song. I'll try to draft some Rules of the Read today, or tomorrow, so people can take a look and offer fine-tuning, if any.
And that's all I've got at -- well, lunchtime.
Speaking of which -- oughta go do that.
How's YOUR Sunday going?
#
OK, so that's it for the day. I didn't get everything done, but really, when does that happen?
Everybody have a good evening. Stay safe. I'll see you tomorrow.
