November 9th, 2007


writing is hard... we went shopping.

We went charging out of the house relatively early today to go to the DMV and renew licenses and IDs (both of us ended up with quite nice pictures, I thought) and then in a fit of behavior not really that much like us, went shopping all over the place with Ted's mom. We ended up with new shoes and a long, interesting lecture by the store owner/salesman talking about proper arch support and new insoles and things, and I shall be interested to see if his hard-sell insoles pan out into better-feeling balance and stuff. Even if not, I have a quite excellent new pair of walking shoes now, and Ted's got some cross-trainers. :)

I got new jeans and fabric to make what will be a very saucy librarian outfit, and Ted got proper sweat pants, which you can't get in Ireland, and...and I've forgotten what-all else, but there was much shopping done. We went by the Comic Shop, which is enormously expanded and looking like it's doing really good business, which was pretty cool and delightful to see, and I saw a childhood friend at Fred Meyer (we also ran into another friend in the Seattle airport, which made me very happy!).

Creeping along with the writing. I'm supposed to be doing that now, so, well, I guess I will. *zooms off*

Ted is best.

I had a little book-related meltdown last night, resulting in Ted actually reading the HoF manuscript up to about page 290. The last book Ted read in manuscript form was HEART OF STONE, five years ago, after which he decided he didn't like doing that because the books changed too much in detail from manuscript to publication, so this is a fairly major event. Usually when he helps me with plot stuff he just works from what I've told him, but this time he thought he needed to actually see where the book was.

Then we went out to lunch and hashed out a final third for the book. I think. I hope. A lot of the hashing ended up being stuff that's in the synopsis, but it was a matter of sort of getting it all to fit. I'm working on notes now, and attempting to scrape enough braincells together to actually write something after that.

I had forgotten how much I just want to hibernate in the Fairbanks winter. It's getting dim by this time (3pm) and I'm ready to just roll up in the covers and conk out until the sun comes up again. DO NOT WANT.

And holy moly the cars seem unnecessarily large here! And I have become accustomed to recycling, and it bugs me not to. I have a reusable bag that I carry all the time in Ireland and I haven't been carrying it here and mngh, I have to start, because it really bothers me to be collecting all these plastic bags. Really bizarre! My mindset, it has changed!

Mmm. We are having Thanksgiving dinner tonight, since we won't be here for Thanksgiving-actual. The house smells wonderfully good. Yay turkey! :)