November 9th, 2001
|05:34 pm - SPANK!|
i finally got started on my novel. it's fun. damned if i know what i'm writing about tho, so far i've had sheep falling on a wedding, goats falling on the white house (united states of whorthrop, mind you), and some guy giving a long rambly description (it's sounding very david foster wallace. i'm not doing it intentionally but i've been reading a lot of him lately and it's such a particular way his characters talk a lot of the time) of how microbes fought it out with alien gods for earth back in teh day. funky stuff. i'm at 1500 words or thereabouts. writing at a good steady clip.
my favorite line so far: (describing the microbes) "They're small. Not even small, small is huge next to this. They're under small, like the stuff small cleans out of its toenails."
np: MC Hawking - F*ck the Creationists
cuz you have so much to compare it to and all..
hey, how's yours coming?
|Date:||November 11th, 2001 08:56 am (UTC)|| |
I can't imagine anything better than itt, though. ;-)
I never signed up - too much other shit to worry about right now. Plus I forgot until after the deadline. :)
heh, now i'll have to try and outdo it.
aww, so it's just me now?
|Date:||November 11th, 2001 11:43 am (UTC)|| |
I know of a couple others who are if you want to bitch about sleep deprivation or something. ;-) educatedidiot
is, and so is Bobby, that amusing fellow from diaryland, if you remember that. He's at http://perceptions.diaryland.com