suddenly Sunday
Today is Sunday, another work day for Trish, & another day we do not worship in the temple of the Dyer; he dips what he dips in water. I woke up sometime before 6:00 again, got out of bed without waking Trish, then made some coffee & put the stereo on way down low -- we left it on last night 'cause Trish likes to fall asleep to music. She turned me into Cranky Bear, though, when I was almost asleep & she woke me up over an "ear infection". I realize she has chronic problems with them, but there's nothing that can be done until Monday, & it's just another thing for her to have anxiety about.
So yesterday she drove to work. We have very few days left this month when she'll be able to drive, as Karen doesn't want her driving on the snow until she's a better driver. In November, we're cancelling our car insurance, moving the car out back, & having Fred take in the battery.
After she left I goofed off more than I really accomplished anything, though what I did accomplish was good. Mostly, I just checked out the Hot or Not website, which is getting to be a real addiction for me & I don't see what I hope to accomplish there. Eventually, I did look at my story, & although most of it I simply edited, I began to draft a scene from the alien's point of view. Stan likes those, anyway. Now comes the part where the dialogue is not conducted on the "bridge", but on the ship-net. The main problem with the story, & something I'm really trying to write out, is that it began as a Star Trek: Voyager screenplay. I need to select options to make it more Analog-y. I dare not send it to Asimov's, gay characters aside, as I dread the way everything comes back with a form letter. It also won't sell to F&SF, as whatever it is that they print, it's not fantasy & science fiction. I'll have to return to work on it today, though before I do, I have to run over to Albertson's & pick up some fruit. We really need to get to the dollar store to buy their huge cans, but alas, Trish hasn't mastered going to the mall yet.
She called home around 3:00. The first thing that she said was that Bridget was causing her some problems. I told her to save it for when she got home. She did a fair job on parking, as she didn't really have to do a lot of repositioning; she merely watched me do a lot of hand-waving.
She changed clothes, before an early supper of leftover nacho bake casserole. After supper she did some housecleaning in the kitchen, as part of her new strategy implemented to free up her days off.
She finished reading the last draft that I did of "Relayer", & agrees that we should send it to Dion. Her main problem lay with the beginning. She felt the officer who was sailing a U-boat ran into the t-tubes too soon. Maybe that element needs to be written out. An exploratory ship can't be that large.
So between 5:00 & 6:00 Ted called. I'd called & left a message on his answering machine the day before. Mostly, I wanted to know if he still gets stories back from Analog with forms. My rejection was personalized, but it looked identical to the one on "Astronomy Domine", so I became afraid that he's simply got a pre-written letter on his computer where he simply types in the author's name. Since Ted doesn't get these, I guess that it actually does mean that my story is above-average. We also talked about his dogs, his work, his various pirated programs, & his other writing. He does a lot of collaborations with a romance author. She has an agent, who's asked to look at the first 20,000 words of their novel. So we also talked about me finding an agent. The problem is, my novel is so different from anything that's been written or published before that no one wants to help sell it. Certainly the superficial science fiction elements need to be written out. I'll get back to work on that once I finish "Relayer".
Trish will be waking up soon, so I should probably turn the computer off. I hope she doesn't complain too much about her ear ache, or that she can't drive to work. She may want to walk today. Starting tomorrow, it's supposed to cool off & turn into a mix of rain & snow. Car-girl might be able to give her a ride Monday, but Tuesday we have our dentist trip. I guess she'll just have to pay the drivers. We've stashed $10 in one dollar bills for that purpose.
I'm looking forward to working on "Relayer" today. Ted gave me some good ideas, & I'm also thinking up a lot of them on my own. I can't wait to see how my writing looks on the full dose of Abilify. FUCK SCIENTOLOGY!
So yesterday she drove to work. We have very few days left this month when she'll be able to drive, as Karen doesn't want her driving on the snow until she's a better driver. In November, we're cancelling our car insurance, moving the car out back, & having Fred take in the battery.
After she left I goofed off more than I really accomplished anything, though what I did accomplish was good. Mostly, I just checked out the Hot or Not website, which is getting to be a real addiction for me & I don't see what I hope to accomplish there. Eventually, I did look at my story, & although most of it I simply edited, I began to draft a scene from the alien's point of view. Stan likes those, anyway. Now comes the part where the dialogue is not conducted on the "bridge", but on the ship-net. The main problem with the story, & something I'm really trying to write out, is that it began as a Star Trek: Voyager screenplay. I need to select options to make it more Analog-y. I dare not send it to Asimov's, gay characters aside, as I dread the way everything comes back with a form letter. It also won't sell to F&SF, as whatever it is that they print, it's not fantasy & science fiction. I'll have to return to work on it today, though before I do, I have to run over to Albertson's & pick up some fruit. We really need to get to the dollar store to buy their huge cans, but alas, Trish hasn't mastered going to the mall yet.
She called home around 3:00. The first thing that she said was that Bridget was causing her some problems. I told her to save it for when she got home. She did a fair job on parking, as she didn't really have to do a lot of repositioning; she merely watched me do a lot of hand-waving.
She changed clothes, before an early supper of leftover nacho bake casserole. After supper she did some housecleaning in the kitchen, as part of her new strategy implemented to free up her days off.
She finished reading the last draft that I did of "Relayer", & agrees that we should send it to Dion. Her main problem lay with the beginning. She felt the officer who was sailing a U-boat ran into the t-tubes too soon. Maybe that element needs to be written out. An exploratory ship can't be that large.
So between 5:00 & 6:00 Ted called. I'd called & left a message on his answering machine the day before. Mostly, I wanted to know if he still gets stories back from Analog with forms. My rejection was personalized, but it looked identical to the one on "Astronomy Domine", so I became afraid that he's simply got a pre-written letter on his computer where he simply types in the author's name. Since Ted doesn't get these, I guess that it actually does mean that my story is above-average. We also talked about his dogs, his work, his various pirated programs, & his other writing. He does a lot of collaborations with a romance author. She has an agent, who's asked to look at the first 20,000 words of their novel. So we also talked about me finding an agent. The problem is, my novel is so different from anything that's been written or published before that no one wants to help sell it. Certainly the superficial science fiction elements need to be written out. I'll get back to work on that once I finish "Relayer".
Trish will be waking up soon, so I should probably turn the computer off. I hope she doesn't complain too much about her ear ache, or that she can't drive to work. She may want to walk today. Starting tomorrow, it's supposed to cool off & turn into a mix of rain & snow. Car-girl might be able to give her a ride Monday, but Tuesday we have our dentist trip. I guess she'll just have to pay the drivers. We've stashed $10 in one dollar bills for that purpose.
I'm looking forward to working on "Relayer" today. Ted gave me some good ideas, & I'm also thinking up a lot of them on my own. I can't wait to see how my writing looks on the full dose of Abilify. FUCK SCIENTOLOGY!
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