Spam, spam, spam, spam...
Aug. 21st, 2008 03:18 pmSaw Spamalot last night. Laughed my ass off. Life is good.
In the writerly progress department, my muse has clearly called in some favors with the revision gods. Early August, I looked upon my ever-growing revision pile with a sense of impending doom. But ever since last week when I finally sat my butt down and got to work, I've been ripping through those bad boys with--dare I say it?--writerly glee. I don't know where this glee came from, but I'd like to keep it.
So with that productivity under my belt, that makes three short stories revised and sent off into the world since last week, plus some progress on the novel revisions during a quasi-writing retreat to the shore this past weekend with![[profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
vash137, shvetufae, and some other lovely gals from the Universal Dominance Collaborative, otherwise known as our writing group. The rest of the trip was spent frollicking in the sand and the surf, walking miles in search of ice cream, plotting a trippy story about the Lucy the cracked-out zombie elephant and her flesh-eating sand piper minions, and indulging in the occasional cartwheel on a moonlit beach.
And now it is time to move on with more of those crazily productive revisions. So on that note, and because I'm on a Muppets kick, I leave you with this:
In the writerly progress department, my muse has clearly called in some favors with the revision gods. Early August, I looked upon my ever-growing revision pile with a sense of impending doom. But ever since last week when I finally sat my butt down and got to work, I've been ripping through those bad boys with--dare I say it?--writerly glee. I don't know where this glee came from, but I'd like to keep it.
So with that productivity under my belt, that makes three short stories revised and sent off into the world since last week, plus some progress on the novel revisions during a quasi-writing retreat to the shore this past weekend with
vash137, shvetufae, and some other lovely gals from the Universal Dominance Collaborative, otherwise known as our writing group. The rest of the trip was spent frollicking in the sand and the surf, walking miles in search of ice cream, plotting a trippy story about the Lucy the cracked-out zombie elephant and her flesh-eating sand piper minions, and indulging in the occasional cartwheel on a moonlit beach.And now it is time to move on with more of those crazily productive revisions. So on that note, and because I'm on a Muppets kick, I leave you with this:
( Muppety goodness )
