It’s bad enough that I not only cancelled our dinner with Morgana and Brian tonight (new Lebanese place in town! I have no idea what Lebanese food is like, but it sounds interesting!), and I e-mailed the woman in charge of Monday night’s reading to warn her that I might cancel out. I haven’t even been able to practice reading my story, because of all the coughing.
I’m pretty determined to go for high tea tomorrow with my fellow local RWA-ers, because it’s just a couple blocks away (in the historic Woolworth’s building) and tea is always good. The LARA meeting Sunday is questionable, though.
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Sat down tonight and just brainstormed on High Spirits. Reminded myself what the external and internal conflicts were, then just spewed out ideas for scenes. Eventually things coalesced a little, and I figured out the next three or four probable scenes. (Since I’m an organic writer, that’s subject to change. But usually I know what the next few scenes are going to be.)
So that’s good, at least.
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Currently Reading: Ill Wind, Rachel Caine
Lately Listened To: my own coughing and sniffling
Recently Watched: Medium, Cities of the Underworld
2 comments:
Poor you. That sounds miserable! Although any excuse to "self-medicate" with cheesy goodness has something to be said for it.
I hope you're up to doing the reading, and more importantly, that you just feel better soon.
Thanks, hon!
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