November 18th, 2010

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[links] Link salad coins a phrase

Cascade Writers Workshop is now open for registration [ jlake.com | LiveJournal ] — If you're interested in working with me, David Levine and Beth Meacham next summer, here's your chance. Plus, how can you go wrong with a long weekend out on Washington's Olympic Peninsula?

Language Log with more on the recent Jane Austen arguments

The B-side of Steve Jobs — Apple and the Beatles.

Other generations growing weary of Baby Boomers — Speaking as someone too young for Boomerhood and too old for Gen X, I'm weary of this whole generational dialectic.

How do you really know what time it is?io.9 on the brain and time. I found this fascinating, because some of the assertions cited from neuroscience researchers don't seem to apply to me. For example, the idea that the human brain is poor at assessing the objective passage of time. If I'm rested and not ill (ie, not on chemo), I almost always know what time it is to within 15 minutes, whether or not I have recent access to a clock. I can also tell myself when to wake up, and this will work almost all the time, again, even if I cannot see a clock from where I am sleeping. Interesting read.

Louisiana Citizens Horrified that there's Evolution in Science Books — And yet somehow we have survived into the 21st century as an industrialized democracy. Why are we as a nation even having these conversations? We might as well be horrified that the Earth is not the center of the solar system.

That's the Story? — Sigh. Anatomy of another of the endless parade of Republican lies that are reported without analysis or rebuttal in Your Liberal Media. With, you know, actual cites and facts and stuff, in case you think this is just more liberal bias.

?otD: Heads or tails?




11/18/2010
Writing time yesterday: 3.0 hours (7,800 new words on Kalimpura, to 77,400)
Body movement: 30 minute stationary bike ride
Hours slept: 5.5 hours (interrupted)
This morning's weigh-in: 248.2 (!)
Yesterday's chemo/post-op stress index: 2/10 (fatigue, peripheral neuropathy, emotional distress)
Currently reading: Act of Will by A.J. Hartley

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[process] Every time I think I understand my own writing...

Kalimpura is cooking along. I wrote 7,800 words in three elapsed hours yesterday. That's averaging 2,600 words per hour. It was broken up over three distinct writing sessions. I managed 1,700 words in one half hour session.

I am looking at myself and saying, WTF?

It's been a truism of mine for a while, for some very good reasons, that my writing needs to slow down. I've worked on reducing my drafting speed and focusing more on the line level prose as well as the deep structure, to the degree that I can consciously control those on first draft.

This book is not behaving that way. And though it's impossible to tell with any validity from my place in the middle of the process, neither the prose quality nor the deep structure is suffering.

The best way I can think to explain it is to say this book really, really wants to get out. I don't feel like I'm rushing it. It's just moving fast. That is almost certainly in part due to the third book effect I've mentioned before. Likewise, I clearly have a lot of pent-up creativity in this, my post-chemo world. But still, I feel like I meant to turn on a hot plate and got a flaming gas jet instead.

In fact, this state of flow is fairly similar to what happens when I'm near the end of a book. Often I'll put on some pretty freakish bursts of speed and productivity as everything wraps on my head and needs to come tumbling out onto the page.

Today's a very busy day, then it's SteamCon weekend, so I'll be quite surprised if I manage to be more than minimally productive again before next Monday. Still, this is quite a ride. And one I decidedly do not understand.

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[personal] A bit of updatery

Busy workday today in Day Jobbe land. Thanks to a combination of vacation, holiday and business travel, I won't be back at my desk after today for over two weeks. So lots of makeup ball to play in advance.

After work I scramble madly to pack and be ready for Steamcon. I am setting out rather early Friday morning in hopes of making my noon panel, weather and I-5 traffic permitting. calendula_witch is already in Seattle, and will meet me there Friday afternoon. We're home late Sunday afternoon.

In other news, I found a wet patch in the basement carpet this morning in a location which can only signify a foundation leak. I am virtually certain this will be the opening salvo in a messy and expensive problem, and I'm not very happy about it. At least it's only the house that's having potentially major issues and not, say, myself or another family member.

Kalimpura beckons, with me trying to lay down some more wordage before work.