Mallory was calm and cool and collected, looking around the cat carrier, enjoying the experience of doing something different. Don't know how she'll feel this afternoon after LIndsey picks them up and brings them home.
Emma acted like a space cadet. Typical for her. The image she brings to mind is cross between Bill the Cat and Garfield suction-cupped against a car window.
And they're doing well, according to Melissa. Breathing a sigh of relief. :-)
And Emma is hiding. We haven't seen her since last evening. :-(
Can you tell I'm a worry wart at times?
I was sitting in the passenger seat of a car (because I'm usually copilot, as Melissa gets car sick on long drives, so she drives all the time whenever we're going someplace together), and the parent of one of youngest daughter's volleyball teammates was driving. He's a nice guy, very friendly, so it wasn't strange to go somewhere with him, I'm just now sure why he was there in my dream.
Anyway, we were driving down Carpenter on the east side of Ann Arbor, driving south, when we saw this tall building, where each floor was shaped like a square set on edge, so you had a series of diamond-shapes rising toward the sky. We figured each tower was an individual house or apartment, with a different room on each floor and decided to check it out. As you might expect, we got sidetracked into a museum where we saw a moving diorama of the death scenes of 1920s Chicago gangsters. The mobsters looked more like the actors playing them in The Untouchables than their real-life appearance, so the wheels on my imagination were seriously off track by the time I tried to get out of there and head over to the tower apartments.
I never got to visit because I went through an emergency exit, setting off a fire alarm. Which happened to be my alarm clock going off this morning.
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There's an expression that goes something like "now and then and ..."
I can't remember what comes after that. My mind keeps supplying "every point in between" as an answer, but I want to make sure.
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pbacigalupi and Ellen Datow/ellen_datlow for nabbing the first novel, novelette, collection, and editor 2009 Locus Awards.We spent last Monday afternoon on Navy Pier. Took the architectural river tour, which was nice. Younger daughter is flirting with the idea of becoming an architect and she was keen on the tour.
Back to writing now after the layoff. Toying with a character and whether he's an amputee or quadraplegic. I made the mistake of tackling Duma Key during my time off and while I had read the first chapter way back when it first came out, I'm miffed at how much its main character's experience (even from that brief reading) influenced one of the plot points I'm addressing.
I'll have to see what the UWG thinks about it. I should complete a new chapter (or two) by next Monday's meeting and I may submit the first three chapters and the new material to see how they feel about the tweaks I've made.
ccfinlay/Charlie officially hits the bookshelves today. All three books in the series -- The Patriot Witch, A Spell for the Revolution, The Demon Redcoat -- make a good summer read. Fast, entertaining, fun.And I picked up my copy last Tuesday. Don't know why it was released earlier at Nicola's. Perhaps there was a demand by readers. All three books were shelved (and then reshelved by moi to display the covers) so they've reordered the ones I bought last month and the month before.
The good point about my early copy is that equates to an early re-order.
"You're just saying that" was her reply. "You've built them up over the years. You can't remember what they tasted like back then."
Oh, but I can. They're so savory, so stuffed with ingredients, the flavor is unmistakable. They're a little bit of heaven.
I was driving to the post office and then Wendy's for lunch. And then the gas station, because the orange "feed me" light started glowing on the dash. The whole time I'm singing. "One, two, three. One, two, three." Don't know why, but it brought me to an observation about how to start the fourth chapter. One of my characters is a detective, and he works murder scenes as if each one is a song. Some are jazz compositions, all over the place. Others are classical, slow and measured and planned. Most are down and dirty rock. But the music beneath each one is unique, driven by killer and victim in a sad symphony. All he needs to do is find the right beat, and he can find the right "musician."
I've got lots of possible different first lines. Take a look and tell me which one you like and believe I should use as a starting point for the above analogy.
Poll #1413458 First Line in Chapter Four
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Which line works?
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There's music in murder.
8 (61.5%)
Every murder comes with its own music and lyrics. 3 (23.1%)
Death comes with its own tune. 1 (7.7%)
Catching a killer was the same as playing "Name That Tune." 1 (7.7%)
raecarsonPW profiles Charlie. Worth the read. Same can be said about the Traitor to the Crown books. One notable fact about the article is the discussion about Blue Heaven. Didn't know alums were battling 1.000 with regards to the Crawford. Excellent, dude. :-)
