writing and tomatos
Mar. 22nd, 2007 09:43 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
julesjonesStill failing to even open the WIP file to look at it...
On the other hand, I did achieve two useful things yesterday. I finished the worksheet for Black Leather Rose and sent it back to my publisher, and I re-potted the tomato plants I bought on Sunday. I'm convinced that at least one of the plants has grown an inch today. Nine plants so far, each a different variety. The list may grow, as there were a couple of varieties I wanted but couldn't find (Cherokee Purple for one, as the one I had last year was superb), and there was only one Brandywine and I want another, because something stole half the fruit from last year's crop. Scored a Yellow Pear after thinking I wasn't going to get one -- someone had dumped one on a trolley inside the shop. In two months I will be back to a lunchtime routine of put pasta on to boil, walk out into garden to pick tomato and basil. :-)
Dithered and dithered over the word count on the f/f story being too low, but in the end sent it in to Mammoth Lesbian Erotica this afternoon. Getting it into an rtf file that looked good in Open Office (as a substitute for the Spawn of Redmond) was an interesting experience.
Failed miserably to do any other writing work today. I think it's partly trying to work out where the story's going, rather than writer's block as such. I'd do some work on it this evening, but the tv is firmly tuned to classical music this evening, my computer is in the same room, and I can't write when there's music in the background. Think I'll go and spend half an hour in Outremer instead.
On the other hand, I did achieve two useful things yesterday. I finished the worksheet for Black Leather Rose and sent it back to my publisher, and I re-potted the tomato plants I bought on Sunday. I'm convinced that at least one of the plants has grown an inch today. Nine plants so far, each a different variety. The list may grow, as there were a couple of varieties I wanted but couldn't find (Cherokee Purple for one, as the one I had last year was superb), and there was only one Brandywine and I want another, because something stole half the fruit from last year's crop. Scored a Yellow Pear after thinking I wasn't going to get one -- someone had dumped one on a trolley inside the shop. In two months I will be back to a lunchtime routine of put pasta on to boil, walk out into garden to pick tomato and basil. :-)
Dithered and dithered over the word count on the f/f story being too low, but in the end sent it in to Mammoth Lesbian Erotica this afternoon. Getting it into an rtf file that looked good in Open Office (as a substitute for the Spawn of Redmond) was an interesting experience.
Failed miserably to do any other writing work today. I think it's partly trying to work out where the story's going, rather than writer's block as such. I'd do some work on it this evening, but the tv is firmly tuned to classical music this evening, my computer is in the same room, and I can't write when there's music in the background. Think I'll go and spend half an hour in Outremer instead.