Tuesday, June 18, 2002
I fell asleep last night watching Blade Runner, and when I woke at 2:30 a.m., didn't much feel like making an entry. I'm now on my third copy of Blade Runner. The first was a VHS tape I got sometime in 1990, a pan-and-scan of the theatrical release (sans unicorn scene, etc.) that wore out just about the time the Director's Cut became available (I think I got a copy about 1994 or so) on VHS. Last week I finally picked up the DVD. Hopefully, it'll last a while.
Yesterday I did 1,035 wds. on Chapter Nine.
The research I'm having to do for this book is, at times, rather nauseating. I thought the whole "degloving" bit was bad when I was working with a severe hand injury, but then I moved on to burns. I spent much of yesterday's work-time thinking about burns. First, second, and third degree. Here are couple of good lines from one of the medical/pathology books: "The victim's 'internal sea' is no longer protected by the skin envelope . . ." and Her skin's leaking like a fifty-year-old roof . . .". Look no further for an explanation for that lavender Hello Kitty shirt with purple glitter that I bought a couple of weeks ago.
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