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21 May 2007 @ 08:52 pm
just life  
My big accomplishment for the day has been cleaning the kitty litter.

All right, that's not entirely true. I wrote most of a new chapter and am working on another one. I'm at about 72.5K and would like to reach 75K on the book this evening. Donno if it'll happen, but at least I'm still writing.

knappenp says Famous Writers get to have personal assistants, not wives. I don't think I'm that famous, but just in case, anyone wishing to apply for a position as my personal assistant may email their resumes to cemurphyauthor@gmail.com. Bear in mind there are pretty much no perks to this job except living in Ireland (where you'd have to get yourself if you weren't already here), occasionally getting chefted's amazing dinners, and my undying gratitude. :)

We went shopping yesterday and somehow the butter did not make it home. In fact, it didn't even make it onto the shopping receipt. I should probably go buy some butter.

The astute among you will notice I haven't yet posted any pictures from the weekend. I'll get to it, honest. I did, however, get Petite to 31st level today, my reward for finishing a chapter. Unfortunately, this will not be useable as a reward again for weeks, because it takes For. Freaking. Ever. to level at this, er, level.

I am quite ready to stop being as pudgy as I am. Unfortunately, this requires some discipline on my part, and I've misplaced my discipline somewhere. Let's go back to this wife concept. I need a wife who will provide me with sensible meals and not let me go eat cookies whenever I want. And who will make me go to the gym. Maybe Trent is right. I need a personal assistant. Or some discipline. A personal assistant sounds better.

I called to look at a house today, which is to say, I called today, but didn't look at the house. Anyway, the guy asked if we had kids, and I said no, and that was good because there's a break in the wall and little kids could fall down into the water, and then he asked if we had work references and I said well, I didn't, as I was a self-employed author, but my husband did, and before I got that far he was saying we sounded like just exactly the tenants they wanted, so let's hope it's just exactly the house we want.

I've spent about an hour on this post, between one thing and another. I'm guessing I won't be hitting 75K tonight...
Current Mood: amusedamused
Current Music: les miz: bring him home
ellyssianellyssian on May 21st, 2007 07:58 pm (UTC)
Usually breaks in walls aren't good things... interesting, maybe, but not the best feature to have in a house. Unless, of course, the break is not broken, but by design - that would possibly be less interesting, but at least it wouldn't be an indicator the place was in the process of falling down. =)
kitmizkit on May 21st, 2007 08:03 pm (UTC)
The break, I should perhaps explain, is in the garden wall *outside*, not in the house. :)
ellyssianellyssian on May 21st, 2007 08:50 pm (UTC)
Those kind of breaks are where all the fun things happen in the old tales... =)
hegemony hedgehog: rnaagrimony on May 21st, 2007 08:08 pm (UTC)
I cleane the litter box too! It's apparently the day for that.
hegemony hedgehogagrimony on May 21st, 2007 08:08 pm (UTC)
sigh. cleaned. That was not an attempt at olde fashioned improper english speak.
Steve Nagystevenagy on May 21st, 2007 08:35 pm (UTC)
Litter cleaning is crucial. Otherwise they bother you call day, seeking attention. Even to the point of leaving presents. :-)
irishkateirishkate on May 22nd, 2007 02:50 am (UTC)
I'm just wondering what it would take to move you to a house nearer to me.... (evil grin)
Gen Jordangenkitty on May 22nd, 2007 09:27 am (UTC)
I just finished Coyote Dreams again, read through the whole series in one fell swoop. Even on the reread that ending of yours has me sniffling. I can't wait to see what you've done with the new series.
Genistagenitiggie on May 23rd, 2007 09:08 am (UTC)
Poor silli Zilli. At least he didn't wind up with a goatee like Fred (the cat. Not - you know.)