WIP Wednesday Already?
26 Aug
This is to be a post of excuses, I’m afraid, as only a few thousand words made it out of me this week. It started out as a fun week (company!) and ended up– er, let’s call it vexing, since it fits the book I’m writing, huh? I’m not really vexed anymore, but I do feel uninspired. Unless it’s inspired to watch a bunch of movies, which is all I want to do today. Tonight may be a different story, but I make no promises to myself (since I’m usually expected to keep them when I do).
I spent a lot of the weekend doing research reading, since I’m getting into some of the meatier medical bits, and I left most of that crap for later in favor of general research on social norms (which is to say: deviance) and the like. I read an entire book on Sunday, a treatise from the 1830s on embalming cadavers for use in educational dissections. Want some weird dreams, read that, then watch Dexter all night. Wow. Made me wish I could write Bizarro when I woke up.
Also, since Cate outed me, today is indeed my birthday, and some might say it’s the last to which I should admit. I’m 29! So here’s my birthday report on the state of The Resurrectionists:
58768 / 80000 words. 73% done!
And for the little excerpt, Tom has the misfortune to wander into a meeting of the Ladies’ Philosophical Society– they’re finished, but only half out of the room. After engaging them in intellectual debate, he asks Rebecca what she thinks…
“I don’t believe there can be a right answer.” Becca paused briefly to consider giving her opinion, but decided against it for the sake of Hannah’s nerves. “But it’s a very dull question that has only right and wrong answers.”
He smiled–one of those rare smiles that sometimes slipped through when he seemed to forget to be awful for a moment. “My god, Miss Appleby, I believe I’ll make you my new favorite philosopher.”
Becca laughed, but Hannah glared. “Are you making fun, sir?”
Brandon’s eyebrows went up. “Do I seem to be? It’s only my face–I’ve been told it invites argument.”
Melisande giggled yet again. “I think it’s quite nice, Mr. Brandon.”
This was an obvious lie.
Saucy little minx, that Melisande. Probably even convinced herself she wasn’t lying.
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Now playing: Beethoven, Ludwig van – Sonata No 17 in D minor op 31 No 2 ‘Tempest’; 3. Allegretto
via FoxyTunes





You’re making excellent progress, I reckon. Happy B’day!
I would sing “Happy Birthday”, but afraid of the lawsuit that might ensue. If you would be kind enough to hover at 58K for another two weeks, I might catch up.
“…It’s only my face–I’ve been told it invites arguement.” Great line, Katey.
And Happy Birthday, of course. Is that a ‘real’ 29, or the sort of 29 that women tend to reuse a number of times? *sighs* 29 was so long ago I’ve forgetten what it was like.
Thanks, Mike!
Aaron, at the rate I’m going this week, I just might oblige you. Ha!
Alan, glad he amuses you– god knows he amuses himself, the bastard. (Can you tell he’s one of my favorites?) It’s a genuine 29– I’m the sort of person who thinks it’ll be awesome to get old, so I doubt I’ll hide it. Can’t wait ’til I can justify standing out on the lawn and yelling at passing children.
I could do that now, I guess. But it’s cooler when you’re old.
Happy Birthday, O Industrious One!
And, gah! You’re younger than I am. That’s somewhat depressing.
By a whole two months, but still.
All that means is that we are both of us getting… well, closer to getting old. It’s going to be rad, man.
Thanks!
Happy Birthday!! 29 years young. That’s awesome.
Turning 30 is meh, so enjoy it.
You’re excerpts read like a final draft, I bow to your greatness.
And hey, who cares about numbers when you can plan a massive party for next year.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
Now go get your spanking. We’ll avert our eyes.
Haha, that’s what I hear Jeremy! Thanks
Cate, I’m glad (and surprised) to hear it– but anyone who’s seen a first draft of mine knows it’s all a terrible lie. Thank you!
Nat, that’s very polite of you. Here we go…
Sorry I’m late to the party – been away.
Happy birthday! 29 – I vaguely remember those days.
Keep those snippets coming. Can’t wait to read it.
Haha thanks very much, BT. Kind of you to stop by. And no apologies necessary, my own mom just called me this evening!
Happy belated birthday! Gah, I should be reading the blogs when I download ‘em to the reader..
*hugehugs*
PS – I am so jealous of your wordcount. x-P
Thanks so much, Jodi! *hugsback*