Monday, August 06
Bah. It's been... a week.
Upside: my mother is back from Vermont, and we did not destroy anything major. Downside: I totally loose at managing employees. Not that my mother's upset with me, but I'm upset with me. And retreating back into my normal mode of "just do it all yourself, it's easier that way" seems somehow an imperfect solution.
Other downside: our eldest farm dog is dying. This is... um. Pretty much too painful to talk about, actually. The problem with having Border Collies you work with every day is that they really are members of the family. He's not in any pain, and he held on until my mother got home, at least, but. Yeah. Pretty miserable week in that way, trying not to think about it much.
Other upside: We won third place with our Grayson in the Open Farmstead category at this year's American Cheese Society Conference. Very happy-making, especially if it means we get to sell some of the damned stuff instead of washing it. (Says the cellar manager).
And one final happy point: I am determined, now that all the parental-unit-vacation crunch is over, to get back on writing my novel. I pretty well finished all of the revision I was going to finish a month ago and then got... um... distracted. Very distracted. But I will persevere! No more sleeping in until 8 am for ME!
In preparation for perseverance, I typed all my notecards into SuperNotecard. This had the dual purpose of insuring that two months' work could no longer be lost to errant winds, small rainstorms, or parrot beaks, and reminding me what the hell I'd planned to do with this mess. It's actually a pretty good plan. There are some holes, but still. Plan. Plan is good. Progress is occurring.
I was also pleasantly surprised to find that I only had 87 notecards. Now, my vague estimate of 1,000 words per card-scene is probably undershooting things, and there are at least 5 or 6 cards missing where I haven't figured out what happens between A and C, but that still suggests I might wrap this sucker up at or around 100K, something I had long since despaired of doing.
Now if I can just figure out this fucking opening scene, I'll be all set.
(Anyone reminding me that the opening scene is the most important scene in the book? Will be shot.)
Upside: my mother is back from Vermont, and we did not destroy anything major. Downside: I totally loose at managing employees. Not that my mother's upset with me, but I'm upset with me. And retreating back into my normal mode of "just do it all yourself, it's easier that way" seems somehow an imperfect solution.
Other downside: our eldest farm dog is dying. This is... um. Pretty much too painful to talk about, actually. The problem with having Border Collies you work with every day is that they really are members of the family. He's not in any pain, and he held on until my mother got home, at least, but. Yeah. Pretty miserable week in that way, trying not to think about it much.
Other upside: We won third place with our Grayson in the Open Farmstead category at this year's American Cheese Society Conference. Very happy-making, especially if it means we get to sell some of the damned stuff instead of washing it. (Says the cellar manager).
And one final happy point: I am determined, now that all the parental-unit-vacation crunch is over, to get back on writing my novel. I pretty well finished all of the revision I was going to finish a month ago and then got... um... distracted. Very distracted. But I will persevere! No more sleeping in until 8 am for ME!
In preparation for perseverance, I typed all my notecards into SuperNotecard. This had the dual purpose of insuring that two months' work could no longer be lost to errant winds, small rainstorms, or parrot beaks, and reminding me what the hell I'd planned to do with this mess. It's actually a pretty good plan. There are some holes, but still. Plan. Plan is good. Progress is occurring.
I was also pleasantly surprised to find that I only had 87 notecards. Now, my vague estimate of 1,000 words per card-scene is probably undershooting things, and there are at least 5 or 6 cards missing where I haven't figured out what happens between A and C, but that still suggests I might wrap this sucker up at or around 100K, something I had long since despaired of doing.
Now if I can just figure out this fucking opening scene, I'll be all set.
(Anyone reminding me that the opening scene is the most important scene in the book? Will be shot.)
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