Thursday, August 26, 2004
Yesterday...gods. The sort of day when resolve and the best of intentions are rendered irrelevant by the force of distraction. Which is to say, nothing was written on "Bradbury Weather." And having left the piece where I did has made me a bit nervous. It's one thing to get fed up with a story and need some time away from it. It's another entirely to have the process interrupted this way. So, most of today will be spent getting back into "Bradbury Weather."
But, though messy, yesterday was not an entirely unproductive day. I had another meeting with Marvel, which was very promising, encouraging, but we're a ways from the point where I can publically say what's brewing. Be patient. Elsewise, we worked on The Dry Salvages frelling again. Bill Schaefer sent a pdf. of the latest layout, and I thought it'd be a simple matter of checking to be sure all my changes had been made. Turns out, though, I must have been about half-tinked when I did the very last bit of editing a couple of weeks ago, because there were a bunch of small, line-edit type changes that I'd made but somehow not sent to subpress. Grrrrrr. So, I bitched and moaned and cursed myself until Spooky finally made me leave the office so she could clean up the mess herself. Which she did, because she rocks. Today, we mail the line edits back, and then I suppose I'll need to look at another "final" version of the layout. I really hate it when something is so undoubtedly my fault.
Have a look at The Adventures of Boschen and Nesuko by Sestuled (yep, the same Setsuled who is also known as Leh'agvoi and draws the Nar'eth manga). If only I had pointy ears, purple hair, and a longsword (sigh).
I have the feeling I haven't said what I meant to say this morning, or that I've said it all poorly. Ah, well. If more comes to mind later on, I shall erect an addendum in honour of my fallen memory. Meanwhile, the HUGE eBay sale continues...
12:50 PM