Interim Update OR Five Things Make a Post
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The day-job continues to be blackly amusing.
This morning, I came up the stairs to the library level at about ten minutes to eight (7:50 for the analog-impaired) to find a mob of students milling nervously about in front of main door to the library.
"Do you have a key to the library?" one young man, bolder than his fellows, asked.
"Nope. Don't work in the library."
"But! It should be open by now!"
(Like I'm going to let twenty-five unsupervised kids into the library before-time. If I had a key, which I'm neither confirming nor denying.)
"My watch says it's seven-fifty; you've still got ten minutes 'til opening time."
"My watch says it's eight-oh-five!"
"Obviously, your watch needs to be reset. I'm sure the librarian will be along in about ten minutes to let you in."
Got a flu shot today. Bargain rates at the day-job, so that's taken care of, for me. Steve still needs to get his.
All the press kits have been sent out, and almost all of the invitations. Every time I think I've sent out the last invitation, I think of somebody else I need to invite.
Ghost Ship is due, under the terms of the Extended Plan, on Friday. Not gonna happen. Wrote to Toni and got the weekend, too, which ought to do it. I need to finish making all red-pen changes in the actual manuscript, and write the Thrilling Conclusion. Piece of cake.
Word-count for Ghost Ship currently stands at 91,122. For whatever that means, which, frankly, isn't much.
This morning, I came up the stairs to the library level at about ten minutes to eight (7:50 for the analog-impaired) to find a mob of students milling nervously about in front of main door to the library.
"Do you have a key to the library?" one young man, bolder than his fellows, asked.
"Nope. Don't work in the library."
"But! It should be open by now!"
(Like I'm going to let twenty-five unsupervised kids into the library before-time. If I had a key, which I'm neither confirming nor denying.)
"My watch says it's seven-fifty; you've still got ten minutes 'til opening time."
"My watch says it's eight-oh-five!"
"Obviously, your watch needs to be reset. I'm sure the librarian will be along in about ten minutes to let you in."
Got a flu shot today. Bargain rates at the day-job, so that's taken care of, for me. Steve still needs to get his.
All the press kits have been sent out, and almost all of the invitations. Every time I think I've sent out the last invitation, I think of somebody else I need to invite.
Ghost Ship is due, under the terms of the Extended Plan, on Friday. Not gonna happen. Wrote to Toni and got the weekend, too, which ought to do it. I need to finish making all red-pen changes in the actual manuscript, and write the Thrilling Conclusion. Piece of cake.
Word-count for Ghost Ship currently stands at 91,122. For whatever that means, which, frankly, isn't much.
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Date: 2010-09-30 08:44 am (UTC)Melvyn Barker