Monday, March 25, 2002
A good, if somewhat slow, writing day. More than 1,000 wds. on the Dancy story. Originally, I'd thought it would be, at most, a 5,000 wd. story, but now I'm well past 6,000+ and the end is at least 2,000 wds. away. This is me not wanting to let go of Dancy, I suspect. Today was remarkable in that it included one of those very, very rare instances when I write something that actually disturbs me. In this story we get a brief scene from Dancy's time as a mental patient and it isn't pretty. It was the sort of scene where one of my inner voices is feverishly insisting that I really don't want to write this down, that it's not right to make such things happen to anyone, even fictional characters, but the words just keep coming and suddenly it's history.
Spring's back after it's brief interruption.
And it was one of the best Oscar night's in years. I'm a little disappointed that Moulin Rouge didn't receive Best Picture, but, for the most part, my complaints are few.
I have to spend most of tomorrow putting the finishing touches on the Alabama dromaeosaurid dinosaur paper, so I can get it off to the journal, so it'll mostly be a paleo' day - I haven't had one of those in a while.
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