Thursday, January 05
Nicked from tambo and Jennifer Crusie, it's the "What Does Your Writing Space Look Like?" meme, aka "Meme for Geeks with Digital Cameras."
The ergonomic keyboard is for my bad wrists. The giant monitor is for my bad eyes. The chair is a piece of crap that will eventually be replaced with something that's good for my bad back.
I think God is telling me that I wasn't cut out to be a writer, or at least not to sit in front of a computer all day.
The funny-looking diagram on the wall in the upper left corner is the 2D starmap of the Harmony universe. Yup, geek.
The noticeable dip in the desk is because the giant monitor is FUCKING heavy, as Dan, who has helped me move it twice now, will be happy to tell you. At length. With hand gestures.
The clutter is my necessary work environment, without which I feel helpless and vaguely unnerved.
Actual content will be posted one of these days.
Writing Progress:
Today's Progress: 887 words today, 400 or so yesterday.
Comments: I am getting not nearly as much writing done as I should, due to Stuff getting in the way. Damn you, Stuff! Nevertheless, this is the first half of Timmain's story done, up to the first bit where I thought, "you know, I could break this into two books about there," which means I'm rather over on my wordcount. Sigh.
Snips: "What's in the packs?" Timmain said.
"Food," Devalen said pleasantly. "It's in short supply over there in the Red. But no doubt with all your careful planning you've already thought of that."
Timmain busied himself with getting the Other into the boat.
The ergonomic keyboard is for my bad wrists. The giant monitor is for my bad eyes. The chair is a piece of crap that will eventually be replaced with something that's good for my bad back.
I think God is telling me that I wasn't cut out to be a writer, or at least not to sit in front of a computer all day.
The funny-looking diagram on the wall in the upper left corner is the 2D starmap of the Harmony universe. Yup, geek.
The noticeable dip in the desk is because the giant monitor is FUCKING heavy, as Dan, who has helped me move it twice now, will be happy to tell you. At length. With hand gestures.
The clutter is my necessary work environment, without which I feel helpless and vaguely unnerved.
Actual content will be posted one of these days.
Writing Progress:
| |
26,936 / 50,000 (53.9%) |
Today's Progress: 887 words today, 400 or so yesterday.
Comments: I am getting not nearly as much writing done as I should, due to Stuff getting in the way. Damn you, Stuff! Nevertheless, this is the first half of Timmain's story done, up to the first bit where I thought, "you know, I could break this into two books about there," which means I'm rather over on my wordcount. Sigh.
Snips: "What's in the packs?" Timmain said.
"Food," Devalen said pleasantly. "It's in short supply over there in the Red. But no doubt with all your careful planning you've already thought of that."
Timmain busied himself with getting the Other into the boat.
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