Herc-o-meter: My First Endowed Day
Aug. 22nd, 2008 12:23 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cathschaffstumpI’m sitting in a coffee shop in a campus town to the south, working on HH:PW. Yeah, it’s a poser thing, but I did have to come in for my Russian lesson, and we do have a teacher cookout at Bryon’s school tonight, so here I am. I had a most scrumptious vegetarian Indian lunch, and I can’t do that at home, so there are advantages.
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It occurs to me that the reason I haven’t heard from the agent I mentioned in earlier entries is because I haven’t sacrificed a body part. I didn’t have to sacrifice a body part for Cats Curious, it’s true, but when Drollerie accepted Sister Night, Sister Moon it was the day after I had my gall bladder removed that I received the offer. What do you mean you don’t see correlation?
A couple of other things. Three instructors at Kirkwood had a piece appear in Indelible Companions, so we will probably be having a reading sometime in the near future. I’m trying to get a well-scanned copy of my endowed chair announcement in here. Bryon gave it a try at school, but it’s not the best. We may go to the trouble of hooking the scanner all up at home, but I sort of hate to do that to him, so we’ll see. You’d think Kirkwood could just post it somewhere, but no…
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Right. Hercules. Yeah. On the surface, it looks like I only wrote an additional 300 words, but I cut about 500, so it’s about 800. I’m making note of what’s more final, and what’s more tentative as I go. I’m feeling very much on track.
Word count:
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33,828 / 75,000
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Trivia: Tina was spot on. Hercules used a spear. What happened after Hercules caught the boar?
And today, a snippet. This is the second part of the recess wrestling match. Enjoy.
Mike and Tony made crowd noises, roaring above the boos George and Alex put out. “And in this corner, two hundred sixty pounds of crazy, hairy pig, the Wild Boar!” George danced around, his arms extended in front of him in parody of great girth. Alex chewed on a fake cigar. “Boar, take out that fake Hercules,” he said.
“I’m gonna make me some ham steaks,” said Tony.
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