Jun. 9th, 2003
not so much bookkeeping as grumbling
Jun. 9th, 2003 04:35 pmHave cut the still nameless SF story by 400 words, and have sweated blood to do it, let me tell you.
I hate titles. I suck at them. I especially suck at coming up with a new title for something which already had one, even when the old title was something I loathed and abominated. The story is sneering at me and snickering up its sleeve.
I want to start DL Ch. 6, and that's being recalcitrant, too.
*grumble*growl*snarl*snap*
On the plus side, the bread is rising peacefully, it's a beautiful day, and every time I go look at it, Chapter Five is still finished. That's good.
I hate titles. I suck at them. I especially suck at coming up with a new title for something which already had one, even when the old title was something I loathed and abominated. The story is sneering at me and snickering up its sleeve.
I want to start DL Ch. 6, and that's being recalcitrant, too.
*grumble*growl*snarl*snap*
On the plus side, the bread is rising peacefully, it's a beautiful day, and every time I go look at it, Chapter Five is still finished. That's good.
virtual Chas. Addams garden
Jun. 9th, 2003 05:38 pmFrom Charles Addams (for whom I cannot find a good website, although I was enchanted to discover, via the IMDb, that he did the title drawings for Murder by Death), My Crowd, 1970 (New York: Fireside-Simon & Schuster, 1991), p. 68:
Dearest: How I wish you were here with me now to see how lovely our little garden has become! The black nightshade is in full bloom, and the death camass we planted last fall is coming along beautifully. The henbane [you have to scroll down a ways, but the pictures are worth it] seems to have shot up overnight. You will be glad to know that the dwarf's hair was not affected by the dry spell, as we feared, after all. A myriad delightful little slugs have appeared, as if from nowhere, on the rotten stump by the belladonna patch [scroll down for the patch of belladonna], and this morning I noticed snake eggs hatching near the pool. Do finish up that business, darling, and hurry home.
For lagniappe (and because I can't find the damn dwarf's hair--although, let me tell you, stick "dwarf's hair" into Google, and you get some, er, edifying results), here's Georgia O'Keeffe's painting Bella Donna.