..and I'm going to tease you.
Just a little.
Just a preface.
You know you want it.
Bang!
Jerk.
He falls.
Blood red flower blooming under my hands.
Bang!
Jerk, he falls.
Blood petals on my hands.
Except I never heard a bang. My brain was more than happy to betray me with the imaginary detail that should have accompanied the scene. Silencers are for assassins.
Hot sweat.
Assassins.
Next I knew I was gripping the counter.
Next I knew, I couldn’t breathe.
Next I knew, there was a voice, a sleepy voice.
“Trey?”
I can’t breathe.
I’m getting dizzy.
“Whoa whoa, hey,” I heard. Then I felt hands, arms, someone holding me up. “Slow down, you’re hyperventilating.” I heard a barely breathed curse word. “Paper bag, let me see if you have one.”
Gasp of words. “I’m…I’ll be…”
“Slow down, man, shh, deep breath.”
I’m trying, I’m trying.
Hey. Good to see you again. You remember me, right?
Crazy as things were last time, well…
That was nothing. I don’t know if I can make it through this one.
But the coffee’s brewing; if you come inside, I’ll try it, friend.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Thursday, February 19, 2009
And I'm spent.
40,767.
Ended up doing a lot of research on some little things so didn't get farther than that. Little details that matter. How much will be used out of everything I looked up, who knows, but I have it. Those small things can make all the difference.
Phew.
Hungry.
Spent for now.
Look at that other novel later. Maybe.
Squirrels not so shy today. Coffee press—kewl. French, pas mal.
Crap, the ink in my printer is low.
Still haven't mopped floor. Later!
That is all—brain semi-fried, at least till I eat, maybe.
Ended up doing a lot of research on some little things so didn't get farther than that. Little details that matter. How much will be used out of everything I looked up, who knows, but I have it. Those small things can make all the difference.
Phew.
Hungry.
Spent for now.
Look at that other novel later. Maybe.
Squirrels not so shy today. Coffee press—kewl. French, pas mal.
Crap, the ink in my printer is low.
Still haven't mopped floor. Later!
That is all—brain semi-fried, at least till I eat, maybe.
Not too shabby.
Hey, hey. Winding down my second day off here. Let's see what I've accomplished so far.
My walks yesterday and today. Most of the squirrels are hiding, though. They must be fed up with peanuts. I shall try to tempt them withjunkfood more tomorrow.
French lessons? Er, un petit peu, today. I did snag a very nice dictionary yesterday, a Collins French dictionary. Also, my cheap coffee maker died. So I got a French press deal. That count?
Actually, it's great. I now have a bit more counter space, won't use that little bit of electricity, and don't need filters. Hey, every little thing...
House wise, been doing some good cleaning. Laundry and dishes too, even!
Must mop floor.
Bills and mail. Check.
Now onto the really good stuff. I've been throwing some words at Atonement. Approaching 38,000. That's 5,000 up. Earlier today I set myself a small goal. Hit 40,000. I do believe that'll happen, oh, once I stop piddling about in LJ.
And I still have tomorrow! Yes, that's right, an extra day! Perhaps I'll throw someshit words at the other novel, too, who knows? The suspense is killing me, how 'bout you? It's currently hovering around 25,000.
Finally: GO LOOK AT THIS
EVIL!! ;-)
Annnnd...
Yeah that's it.
My walks yesterday and today. Most of the squirrels are hiding, though. They must be fed up with peanuts. I shall try to tempt them with
French lessons? Er, un petit peu, today. I did snag a very nice dictionary yesterday, a Collins French dictionary. Also, my cheap coffee maker died. So I got a French press deal. That count?
Actually, it's great. I now have a bit more counter space, won't use that little bit of electricity, and don't need filters. Hey, every little thing...
House wise, been doing some good cleaning. Laundry and dishes too, even!
Must mop floor.
Bills and mail. Check.
Now onto the really good stuff. I've been throwing some words at Atonement. Approaching 38,000. That's 5,000 up. Earlier today I set myself a small goal. Hit 40,000. I do believe that'll happen, oh, once I stop piddling about in LJ.
And I still have tomorrow! Yes, that's right, an extra day! Perhaps I'll throw some
Finally: GO LOOK AT THIS
EVIL!! ;-)
Annnnd...
Yeah that's it.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Drabbles
Ah, well, obviously nothing terribly exciting going on over here. Atonement is around 33,000 words. I haven't gone back to Deepest Fears in a while, but I still know exactly where to pick it up. I just haven't felt like it, been into it, lately.
I received Innocent Blood and watched it last night. Enjoyed it quite a bit!
Other than that, it was a nice day to be in the park. I enjoyed throwing squirrels at peanuts immensely.
Er. I mean...
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Snippets
Premiered at the Berlin Film Festival today, which means that WINDOWPANE's song has now officially been heard in the film!
Huzzah.
An acquaintence, funnily enough, also has a film showing there on the 9th. It's already premiered in other places as of Nov. 13th, but this is very cool, because it's a Korean film based on a Japanese manga.
Andy Gillet; the movie: Antique.
Also, someone might be interested to know I ordered Fascination and Innocent Blood, today.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Hasn't left me yet...
Atonement just went to 30,260 words.
Reaching that first 30,000 seems to be one of those "happy to be over the hump" things for me. It's more than a quarter, if shy of a third of the way through my usual length with these. So thirds, yeah, those sound really good. I'm thinking that hitting this number in some way eases my brain. My brains says: Yes. We have a novel going, here. You'll finish it.
Deepest fears is at 21,126. I didn't go back to it today, but it's sitting in a place that I can pick it up. I know what's next. Where it's heading. So I feel...safe, as it were. There's no feeling that if I don't keep pounding at it even when I'm tired, it'll fly out of my head forever.
Good stuff.
Back to work tomorrow. Ah, well. It never lasts, this time off. But I don't detest the idea of being there, like some other jobs I've had. You know, the ones where you are nearly ill just thinking about going. Last work week went by pretty fast, really. It's not like my hours are horrible.
Reaching that first 30,000 seems to be one of those "happy to be over the hump" things for me. It's more than a quarter, if shy of a third of the way through my usual length with these. So thirds, yeah, those sound really good. I'm thinking that hitting this number in some way eases my brain. My brains says: Yes. We have a novel going, here. You'll finish it.
Deepest fears is at 21,126. I didn't go back to it today, but it's sitting in a place that I can pick it up. I know what's next. Where it's heading. So I feel...safe, as it were. There's no feeling that if I don't keep pounding at it even when I'm tired, it'll fly out of my head forever.
Good stuff.
Back to work tomorrow. Ah, well. It never lasts, this time off. But I don't detest the idea of being there, like some other jobs I've had. You know, the ones where you are nearly ill just thinking about going. Last work week went by pretty fast, really. It's not like my hours are horrible.
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