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Bookkeeping: Lynch
Nov. 4th, 2012 03:42 pmWell, I've got my protags up a tree and have started throwing metaphorical rocks at them. I need to think about the conversation they're about to have with an important secondary character.
New words: 1508
Total words: 30,952
Mean things: unwelcome revelations; an admission of just exactly how messed up the situation is; the mob's back; playing foxes before the hounds; landslide. And then, of course, the confrontation to come.
Research: n/a
***
The downside to living surrounded by so many hardwood trees is that, this time of year, there are all of those leaves to be gotten up. Mostly, we try to shred them and get the collected bits out onto the garden beds - worms and soil organisms really, really love those decomposing leaf bits. Today we did the side yard and part of the driveway area. P mowed the leaves out front, too, but those he just blew into the surrounding woods. I did a lot of raking, collecting the leaves and laying them out in a thin enough layer not to clog the lawn tractor we use to chop them up. Gonna be stiff in the morning!
I had promised myself I'd change the straw in the chicken house this weekend, too, and here it was, already Sunday afternoon, so I got that done (and the hens hate me for the disruption to their nice little world, but they will enjoy tearing apart the straw flakes I laid out fresh across the floor of the coop).
For the rest of the evening, it's reading, watching Elementary on the DVR, eating chili, and just letting my subconscious do its job. Now if only this were Saturday....
New words: 1508
Total words: 30,952
Mean things: unwelcome revelations; an admission of just exactly how messed up the situation is; the mob's back; playing foxes before the hounds; landslide. And then, of course, the confrontation to come.
Research: n/a
***
The downside to living surrounded by so many hardwood trees is that, this time of year, there are all of those leaves to be gotten up. Mostly, we try to shred them and get the collected bits out onto the garden beds - worms and soil organisms really, really love those decomposing leaf bits. Today we did the side yard and part of the driveway area. P mowed the leaves out front, too, but those he just blew into the surrounding woods. I did a lot of raking, collecting the leaves and laying them out in a thin enough layer not to clog the lawn tractor we use to chop them up. Gonna be stiff in the morning!
I had promised myself I'd change the straw in the chicken house this weekend, too, and here it was, already Sunday afternoon, so I got that done (and the hens hate me for the disruption to their nice little world, but they will enjoy tearing apart the straw flakes I laid out fresh across the floor of the coop).
For the rest of the evening, it's reading, watching Elementary on the DVR, eating chili, and just letting my subconscious do its job. Now if only this were Saturday....
