End of Scene, End of Brain
Sunday, May 10th, 2009 05:29 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rolanni...it's nice when those two states coincide, which happens Far Too Seldom Around Here. I'm just sayin'.
My back still hurts, dammit, and I'm a little puzzled as to how I'm going to walk up the hill tomorrow, bearing my canvas bag full of lunch and manuscript. I tried to fit the manuscript into my mini backpack, but -- no joy. Maybe my lunch will fit in there and I can carry the manuscript under my arm? That might work.
So, got to the End of the Big Scene. I think it works, but -- see End of Brain, above -- a final determination will have to wait on the morrow. On the whole, I'm pleased with how it all finally came together, morphing through two phases that didn't make any sense but had Dramatic! Punch! to this final phase, which may actually make sense and preserves Dramatic! Punch! Even the same Punch, though for a vastly different reason.
*finishes already with the patting of herself on the back*
How's the Great Migration to Dream Width going? Everybody thinking they'll set up a permanent base there and just post through to LJ? I have to admit that I keep forgetting to do that, though it's nice to see so many familiar faces around the place. Makes it feel homey.
As a reward for finishing the Big Scene, and because Beginning of Scene, End of Brain is a really bad start-off combo, I am going to go eat some more aspirin and retire yet again to the comfy chair with The True Meaning of Smekday.
Progress on Mouse and Dragon:
"Uncle Daav never misses," Shan said comfortably.
The object of this encompassing trust gave a shout of laughter, snatched the child off his shoulder and set him upright on his feet.
He dropped to one knee and peered into the small face.
"Even the quickest pilot sometimes misses," he said, seriously. "And it is not at all the thing to be ambushing your kin from the shrubberies."
My back still hurts, dammit, and I'm a little puzzled as to how I'm going to walk up the hill tomorrow, bearing my canvas bag full of lunch and manuscript. I tried to fit the manuscript into my mini backpack, but -- no joy. Maybe my lunch will fit in there and I can carry the manuscript under my arm? That might work.
So, got to the End of the Big Scene. I think it works, but -- see End of Brain, above -- a final determination will have to wait on the morrow. On the whole, I'm pleased with how it all finally came together, morphing through two phases that didn't make any sense but had Dramatic! Punch! to this final phase, which may actually make sense and preserves Dramatic! Punch! Even the same Punch, though for a vastly different reason.
*finishes already with the patting of herself on the back*
How's the Great Migration to Dream Width going? Everybody thinking they'll set up a permanent base there and just post through to LJ? I have to admit that I keep forgetting to do that, though it's nice to see so many familiar faces around the place. Makes it feel homey.
As a reward for finishing the Big Scene, and because Beginning of Scene, End of Brain is a really bad start-off combo, I am going to go eat some more aspirin and retire yet again to the comfy chair with The True Meaning of Smekday.
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"Uncle Daav never misses," Shan said comfortably.
The object of this encompassing trust gave a shout of laughter, snatched the child off his shoulder and set him upright on his feet.
He dropped to one knee and peered into the small face.
"Even the quickest pilot sometimes misses," he said, seriously. "And it is not at all the thing to be ambushing your kin from the shrubberies."
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Date: 2009-05-11 12:43 pm (UTC)