pameladean

People are doing a meme where you go to page 77 of your work in progress and count down seven lines and then post the next seven, "no cheating."

I really don't care about the rules of the meme, but since people seemed pleased that I was working on the Liavek novel, here's a bit from roughly that spot in the manuscript:

"The apartments she and Malion had chosen for themselves must once have been the kitchens of some large institution: a school, a hospital. The Red Temple had kept them up; they did not have, when Thrae first toured the premises, the air of waiting to be awakened that the theaters wore. She took her company into the largest room, Malion shepherding the crowd of them from behind. She cast an eye over them, as if they were in fact a school of small children. Nobody had gotten lost this time."

Pamela

David went around the yard a week or two ago and took some splendid photos. You can look at them here.

I had a lovely time at Wiscon and managed not to bring any horrible viruses home with me. Raphael and I went to Murphy Hanrahan Regional Park earlier this week and saw clouds of dragonflies, mostly dot-tailed whitefaces with a leavening of frosted whitefaces, common whitetails, and at least one twelve-spotted and one four-spotted skimmer. Over the weekend Eric and I went to Eloise Butler, where we saw dozens of four-spotted skimmers and a goodly number of whitetails; not to mention two large and extremely oblivious wild turkeys browsing under the birdfeeders. We also went to Lebanon Hills Regional Park, where we were too late for dragonflies but delighted to see fireflies twinkling and flashing in the vegetation next to the fire road.

Also, I had a writing date with Pat WINOLJ, made copious notes, and wrote 500 or so new words on the Liavek novel. The style of the novel as written so far pleases me a lot, but it's rather mannered, and getting back into it will be interesting.

Pamela