author: Nicole J. LeBoeuf

works progressing:

inasmuch as it concerns Support Structures:

For friends and family, those we gush about on "Dedication and Acknowledgements" pages and gripe about on the phone to Mom, Great Gods and Goddesses we thank ye.

On Overdue Library Books.

Sun 2004-11-14 16:55:22 (single post)

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Here's the thing about NaNoWriMo. Reading fails to get done in proportion to writing that needs doing. Well, it does if you're on your best behavior. Even if they're books about writing.

And all four of the ones I checked out are overdue.

I hate library fines. $1.20 per book comes to $4.80 and that's, like, a nice pot of tea, or a sandwich at Half-Fast Subs, or a couple new books at a used bookstore that I'm not getting. I hate spending money on my own stupidity. Dammit.

I'm at the Tea Spot again with other Boulder NaNos. The majority of us reached our writing goals for the day (/me glances upward, *perk!*) so we're all goofing off and chatting and knitting and playing vider games and stuff. I guess I can go drop off my library books after this, and then head over to the Boulder Bookstore. My copy of Foxs In Socks is defective and needs to be traded in for a good one. What could possibly make a copy of a beloved Dr. Seuss book defective? Well, it's not that the pages are in upside-down. That's kinda cool. The problem is that all the pages are miscut. There's a blank white band at the bottoms, and the tops are all truncated. Slow Joe Crow's face isn't wholly there, and Sue's hair is flat up top while she Sews Socks.

And my husband won't let me read it to him until it's not defective, so, y'see I gotta get this exchange taken care of.

And that's about all I have to report.

Splurge List

Fri 2004-11-12 23:55:20 (single post)

The Golden Bridle

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Just reserved a table for 4 at the Boulder Dinner Theater in January.They're performing Cats. Yes. The Cats. As in, Weber meets Eliot. As in, "Macavity's not there." At the Boulder Dinner Theater.

Damn straight I'm excited about it. This is huge. It's the first production of this musical in the Boulder area since rights to do so became available in 2003, or so the Daily Camera tells me, and to see it performed at our little old dinner theater is just... wow.

If it weren't for this novel, I'd say January 20 couldn't come soon enough.

Going to visit my sister-in-law in Seattle in December. I like Seattle. Maybe I should make a list of places to observe in order to fix some detail inaccuracies in my 2003 NaNoWriMo novel.

Also. Need to email Alma and tell her I'm coming. I may have mentioned hanging out with her at WFC2004 - when I told her "I need to come visit you and Deck in Seattle sometime," I had no idea I'd get a chance to do so, so soon! Hopefully we'll be able to have lunch or something, while my husband and his sister enjoy some quality one-on-one sibling time.

Didn't write a single word since I woke up this morning. So that was my day off.

Tomorrow I'll be hitting the grindstone once again. There's a write-in in Longmont and I intend to take full advantage of it. I'm in this awful "good Gods but yesterday's writing was an icky shade of purple" funk and I need a shot in the arm or something.