Tempus fugit

[rolanni]

If my calculations are correct, tomorrow is Monday.

Oh, well. At least it’s a short week.

I’m not entirely sure where the day went — answered some business correspondence; started a pile of stuff to go to the hospital; caught and repaired an infelicity in George before it became an error; washed dishes and dosed cats. Jotted down a couple new words on George, and. . .welladay.

Hope everyone had a lovely weekend.

Progress on The Book Presently Known as George:
30,265 words/100,000 OR 30.26% complete

His mother sighed and came over to sit next to him on the bed. Thorn raised his head and yawned, which was rude, but cats, Syl Vor noticed, were never scolded for being rude.

Originally published at Sharon Lee, Writer. You can comment here or there.

Comments

My Weekend?

[claire774.livejournal.com]

Nice to hear about Syl Vor. The next generation. Nice to hear that George is going very well.

Being a news junkie my weekend was hijacked by the awful shootings in Tucson. Everyone is hoping that the Congresswoman will survive. The survival stats for people shot in the head are not good. Feeling very sorry especially for the parents of the nine year old girl who was killed. This story has a lot of interesting ramifications like the question: What was an obviously insane young man doing running around the city with a gun?

This will go on for a long while.
Hoping for the best.
C.

The days are long but the years are short

[esther gwinnell (from livejournal.com)]

Spent the last 4 days with a horrible cold and entirely living in the Liaden universe. I tell you that most days we look back on are inexplicably short, less productive than we would like -- but doing nothing makes them so much longer. In fact, Ray Bradbury had it right: if you want the time to slow down, stop moving and just sit and wait. Even though reading doesn't seem to slow down time, it was lovely watching the years go by in the books I was reading.