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Jul. 6th, 2016 10:29 amI did finally get my prescriptions. Both of them, the birth control (no problem, I just had to poke the doc for a refill over the website) and the Qvar which required insurance shenanigans. The Qvar is 70 for two months, which is still irritating and more than $7/month or /inhaler which would be more reasonable, but is also still within the realm of I can do this. I'll just grumble about it as part of my grumbling about the generally ridiculous nature of US health care.
Did manage to get an astounding lot of stuff done last night, including chicken cut and languages entirely done for the first time in a good long time, gave myself a nice home manicure after I got the chicken cut. Copied over some physics notes.
Discovered I had about 80 pages of notes to copy. Holy shit. I didn't realize I'd been that long at it.
Also discovered that I didn't actually have a central antagonist or conflict, although a Twitter conversation seems to have shaken me out of it. Or at least given me a direction, I'm not entirely sure how it'll manifest yet. That part's easier, though. Follow the character actions and decisions, keep the conflict in mind and keep steering them to their side of it, etc. Choices and consequences.
Capoeira tonight, and the hope that I get all my writing and some of the edits on Sandborn done before then. Which I should be able to do, it's relatively quiet here. I also need to, and I have no idea how to, get over the nervousness of having a book so close to ready to be published that I can just do the damn edits on it already. Which I think was half my problem with Sandborn. (The other half was tooth pain and back pain and ugh.) And after capoeira, copying over more physics notes will be nice and restful.
There should be Wednesday Reads but it won't be a very extensive post. I read the Nadia Tesla series (The Boy From Reactor 4, The Boy Who Stole From The Dead, The Boy Who Glowed In The Dark) and enjoyed it quite much even if it did leave me in kind of a weird familiar/past headspace. Orest Stelmach is the author. Lots of Bratva and Russian government and Russian-Ukranian tension/discussion/etc and some northern Russia native populations and. Gulags! Religion. And radiation. Which one might expect given the title of the first book. They're mystery thrillers, for the genre. Definitely recommend, though.
And then I'm now reading a book on Blackwater, which is predictably horrifying, and haven't yet decided what fiction I'm going to pick up next.
Did manage to get an astounding lot of stuff done last night, including chicken cut and languages entirely done for the first time in a good long time, gave myself a nice home manicure after I got the chicken cut. Copied over some physics notes.
Discovered I had about 80 pages of notes to copy. Holy shit. I didn't realize I'd been that long at it.
Also discovered that I didn't actually have a central antagonist or conflict, although a Twitter conversation seems to have shaken me out of it. Or at least given me a direction, I'm not entirely sure how it'll manifest yet. That part's easier, though. Follow the character actions and decisions, keep the conflict in mind and keep steering them to their side of it, etc. Choices and consequences.
Capoeira tonight, and the hope that I get all my writing and some of the edits on Sandborn done before then. Which I should be able to do, it's relatively quiet here. I also need to, and I have no idea how to, get over the nervousness of having a book so close to ready to be published that I can just do the damn edits on it already. Which I think was half my problem with Sandborn. (The other half was tooth pain and back pain and ugh.) And after capoeira, copying over more physics notes will be nice and restful.
There should be Wednesday Reads but it won't be a very extensive post. I read the Nadia Tesla series (The Boy From Reactor 4, The Boy Who Stole From The Dead, The Boy Who Glowed In The Dark) and enjoyed it quite much even if it did leave me in kind of a weird familiar/past headspace. Orest Stelmach is the author. Lots of Bratva and Russian government and Russian-Ukranian tension/discussion/etc and some northern Russia native populations and. Gulags! Religion. And radiation. Which one might expect given the title of the first book. They're mystery thrillers, for the genre. Definitely recommend, though.
And then I'm now reading a book on Blackwater, which is predictably horrifying, and haven't yet decided what fiction I'm going to pick up next.