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Mist & Chill
Words today: 1193
Words total: 3497
Reason for stopping: scene, and probably chapter
Opening lines: Death might not be an end to pain, but it did ease the constant aches of living, all the creaking joints healed fractures and scar tissue that accumulated over a lifetime. Sol had seen more than his share of lifetimes, and he felt them all when he stepped out of the betweens into the warm stickiness of a Texas afternoon.
Closing lines: The waiter returned with the khorake bademjan, and Sol tried to ignore everything but lamb and rice and tart grape-and-tomato sauce. Maybe this time something would be different.
Mean things: Not knowing you'd knocked up your girlfriend when you walked out four years ago. Oops.
Quirks: Sol is a bitter asshole, but I love him. I don't, however, love that he's threatening me with a tauroctony later in the book. I don't care if you have a dog and a snake--leave the poor cows alone.
Research: Farsi, and Persian food. There will be a research trip to a Persian restaurant in Houston very soon.
Tropes sporked: Playboy immortals who settle down into twu luv when they finally meet an immortal girl. Sorry, honey, but she's not going to put up with your shit either. Take your manpain across the street.
Exercise: I blew off the gym like a blowing thing today, but I did assemble an Ikea bookcase. Tomorrow I'll fill it full of reference books.
Now I just need to find an in to Alessande's pov, and this thing will be a fully operation battle notbook.
I also need to figure out what Alessande is writing her doctoral thesis on. Anyone have any suggestions for a Classics topic, focus on ancient history or ancient philosophy? Sadly, I suspect anything involving chthonic rites or deities would be a bit too cutely meta.
Words today: 1193
Words total: 3497
Reason for stopping: scene, and probably chapter
Opening lines: Death might not be an end to pain, but it did ease the constant aches of living, all the creaking joints healed fractures and scar tissue that accumulated over a lifetime. Sol had seen more than his share of lifetimes, and he felt them all when he stepped out of the betweens into the warm stickiness of a Texas afternoon.
Closing lines: The waiter returned with the khorake bademjan, and Sol tried to ignore everything but lamb and rice and tart grape-and-tomato sauce. Maybe this time something would be different.
Mean things: Not knowing you'd knocked up your girlfriend when you walked out four years ago. Oops.
Quirks: Sol is a bitter asshole, but I love him. I don't, however, love that he's threatening me with a tauroctony later in the book. I don't care if you have a dog and a snake--leave the poor cows alone.
Research: Farsi, and Persian food. There will be a research trip to a Persian restaurant in Houston very soon.
Tropes sporked: Playboy immortals who settle down into twu luv when they finally meet an immortal girl. Sorry, honey, but she's not going to put up with your shit either. Take your manpain across the street.
Exercise: I blew off the gym like a blowing thing today, but I did assemble an Ikea bookcase. Tomorrow I'll fill it full of reference books.
Now I just need to find an in to Alessande's pov, and this thing will be a fully operation battle notbook.
I also need to figure out what Alessande is writing her doctoral thesis on. Anyone have any suggestions for a Classics topic, focus on ancient history or ancient philosophy? Sadly, I suspect anything involving chthonic rites or deities would be a bit too cutely meta.
classics topic
Date: 2008-07-08 03:31 am (UTC)Re: classics topic
Date: 2008-07-08 03:56 am (UTC)Re: classics topic
Date: 2008-07-08 06:28 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-07-08 04:09 am (UTC)howls with laughter more