Entries from February 2007

February 28, 2007

On the other hand (or foot)

I should point out that a) running 10 miles on Monday, b) doing a leg workout on Tuesday, and c) running three miles and biking on Wednesday is probably not the wisest thing. As Cartman once said, ow, my ass.
So I took my pain out on my novel. I cut another chapter. Its absence, though, [...]

February 27, 2007

Miles to go

I am training for a half marathon. For those who don’t know, that’s 13.1 miles. I’ve run one marathon before, in 2003, but that was before I herniated a disc in my back and was forced to lay off running indefinitely. It was around that time that I discovered just how much running functioned as [...]

February 21, 2007

George Takei owns Tim Hardaway

“We don’t hate you, Tim. We like you. We like you very much.”

February 20, 2007

Your, you’re, yore

In my day job, my freakishly photographic recall of the basic rules of style and grammar comes in really handy. In fact, I have a hard time shutting it off. (But don’t worry, I never copy edit your notes and e-mails. But I do copy edit everyone else’s.) So, it’s funny to me that someone [...]

February 19, 2007

Why do I always do this?

I have a short story printed out and ready to submit to a contest; I’ve written the cover letter, addressed and stamped the SASE, and addressed the big envelope to shove it all in along with the contest fee. So why am I now sitting here with a pencil marking up the story?
Because sometimes I [...]

February 16, 2007

Coping mechanism

I spend most days surrounded by dogs.
This is not in any way figurative. When I get to the office, there is at least one, if not two, four-legged friends to greet me. One is a soft-coated Wheaton terrier, the other is, as far as I can tell, a Collie/chow mix. When she sits with her [...]

February 15, 2007

Good puppy

I’m hoping one day that I won’t miss her so much that I can barely breathe.

February 13, 2007

True confession

When I need to be cheered up, I listen to the Spice Girls. Don’t you dare judge me.

February 12, 2007

Grr, argh

The good thing about dogs is that they’ll let you know when they’re upset about something. The bad thing about dogs is that they’ll let you know they’re upset about something by causing mayhem and general destruction—and while they’ll let you know they’re upset, they can’t exactly let you know what they’re upset about. This [...]

February 8, 2007

Whoosh

That was the sound of yet another chapter being cut. First I deleted chapter eight; chapter nine became the new chapter eight, then I realized it made more sense if I moved it up five chapters. And then I couldn’t help but notice if I did that, I didn’t actually need the chapter, and could [...]