“I can fix a bad page. I can't fix a blank one.”
Nora Roberts

author: Nicole J. LeBoeuf

actually writing blog

November = Cold!
Thu 2004-11-18 01:22:48 (in context)
  • 25,331 words (if poetry, lines) long
  • 0.00 hrs. revised

So I did my 2K at the IHOP, and I was ready to clear out of there, but I'm still very much awake and not ready to go home. But it's getting a little too wintery for that "sitting outside random wiFi cafes at one AM" schtick. Tonight's not so bad, though, so I'm doing it anyway.

Not that I have much to report. I'm jumping around the novel like crazy, filling out some more plot tension in the climactic post-shooting scene after writing up an unattached last-meeting-with-the-old-woman scene (nearly made myself cry there - not like it's any great achievement to make me cry). I've passed the halfway point in the novel (about time!). And I just topped off my hot tea and fried chicken salad dinner by sucking the lemon wedge dry. "Force Ten" from the Rush album A Show Of Hands just now showed up on my random shuffling of every single MP3 and WMA on my laptop. And Café Bravo proudly features Glacier Homemade Ice Cream.

There. And isn't that more random useless facts than you can shake a stick at?

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