Creeping Along
Mar. 27th, 2006 08:15 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
pameladeanSpring is doing that, sneaking up very slowly. Temperatures edging, not leaping, into the fifties; buds getting stealthily larger; snow shrinking away from the sidewalks and sinking into the soggy, leaf-laden ground. I have heard the chickadees "Phoebe" each to each, and actually, I think they'll sing to me, too. The robins have added their melodious evening whistle to the annoyed squawking they were practicing earlier. Woodpeckers are trying out single, slightly petulant notes, and running up and down tree trunks. The tulips that were coming up before the snow are still coming up, a sixteenth of an inch a day, just in case.
The book is creeping along, a steady but very definitely tortoise-like pace. I don't know that I will ever get back to my usual daily wordcount, a fairly modest two thousand words or so. I'm not perfectly sure that I wish to; that way may lie RSI, which so far I have managed to avoid. Maybe you have to run faster to get its attention.
Tam Lin will be reissued later this year, in its lovely new cover. In the intervals of staring at my novel, I've been wrestling with the necessity of writing a little inside-back-cover essay about The Dubious Hills, which will be reissued next year. Writing that book in the first place was quite bad enough. I had to do those essays for the Secret Country books too, and I'm not very happy with the results, but at least I had a greater distance from those books.
I'm bouncing off my mental walls because Eric is coming to visit during his spring break. It hasn't been so very long since we saw one another, but it's been more than long enough. We will be going to see "Princess Ida" and Hamlet, and otherwise either hibernating or trying to sneak up on the springtime.
I have just read Diane Duane's Wizards at War andTo See the Queen, evilly pretending that they are research. In some sense, really, they are. I enjoyed them as I always enjoy Duane; if I have quibbles, they will surface on the rereading. I also acquired and read L. M. Montgomery's Pat of Silver Bush andMistress Pat, so that I could have some kind of Montgomery fix without wearing out The Blue Castle and the Emily books. As with Duane, I find Montgomery compulsively readable even when, as I do about a hundred times more often with Montgomery, I have a violent disgreement with some principle inherent to the structure of their work.
I have to go glare at my chapter again now. Take care, you guys. It's a dangerous time of the year.
P.
The book is creeping along, a steady but very definitely tortoise-like pace. I don't know that I will ever get back to my usual daily wordcount, a fairly modest two thousand words or so. I'm not perfectly sure that I wish to; that way may lie RSI, which so far I have managed to avoid. Maybe you have to run faster to get its attention.
Tam Lin will be reissued later this year, in its lovely new cover. In the intervals of staring at my novel, I've been wrestling with the necessity of writing a little inside-back-cover essay about The Dubious Hills, which will be reissued next year. Writing that book in the first place was quite bad enough. I had to do those essays for the Secret Country books too, and I'm not very happy with the results, but at least I had a greater distance from those books.
I'm bouncing off my mental walls because Eric is coming to visit during his spring break. It hasn't been so very long since we saw one another, but it's been more than long enough. We will be going to see "Princess Ida" and Hamlet, and otherwise either hibernating or trying to sneak up on the springtime.
I have just read Diane Duane's Wizards at War andTo See the Queen, evilly pretending that they are research. In some sense, really, they are. I enjoyed them as I always enjoy Duane; if I have quibbles, they will surface on the rereading. I also acquired and read L. M. Montgomery's Pat of Silver Bush andMistress Pat, so that I could have some kind of Montgomery fix without wearing out The Blue Castle and the Emily books. As with Duane, I find Montgomery compulsively readable even when, as I do about a hundred times more often with Montgomery, I have a violent disgreement with some principle inherent to the structure of their work.
I have to go glare at my chapter again now. Take care, you guys. It's a dangerous time of the year.
P.
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Date: 2006-03-29 03:27 am (UTC)P.