Odd thing today…

Today I was angry. Really angry. Vesuvius-on-crack angry.

The situation that made me go up like a hypernova was completely unexpected. But the odd thing was, that I knew something seriously negative was going to happen about twelve hours before.

I went to sleep Sunday night with a serious feeling of forboding. All the morning, I kept having flashes of unease. Then two o’clock… bam… Eta Carinae takes out a corner of the known universe and the day got progressively worse from there. So it seems that negative emotions travel back in time, for me at least. Wonder if positive emotions work the same way. Maybe I’ll be grinning like a loon Thursday night, since the Euromillion lottery is drawn on Friday. That event would certainly solve my really, really shitty day.

To leave the post bizarrely, because it’s far too late and I can’t sleep (see above), here’s something else from my You Tube obsession of the moment:

Editing nightmares

No, Laurie if you’re reading this, not you, LOL

Last night, after a fairly intensive go at my edits for To Summon a Demon , where I finally inserted the majority of the missing elements to the story, I tried to get to sleep. Only to wake up every hour and leap out of bed to shout at my characters.

Yep, I have night terrors anyway, but last night I was absolutely convinced that my characters, everytime I left the ms, were changing the story. So I had to keep rewriting it and going back and trying to figure what they’d done now *sigh*

And yes, I’m tired and sandy-eyed this morning *yawn*

I know I’ve been a naughty monkey

Yes, I haven’t blogged for a while. More than a while. Eep. But it was a good distraction, edits and wips. I have the edits for TO SUMMON A DEMON, which have to be handed in for Monday coming.

I’ve also progessed on two wips, ANGHARAD and DARK HOST aka MAU. The latter is becoming more bizarre by the day. YAY

Oh, and I also found out this morning that PAST LIES is going to print in Feb 2008. Which is very nice *grin*

Samwise got the second series of Dr Who with his birthday money. This was Monday. I’ve sat through most of them at least twice. So trying to keep David Tennant out of my wips… which sounds vaguely rude, LOL

And sorry about the capitals, but I seem to have lost the ability to do italics and links and stuff. Google does not like my MacBook. *sigh*

Chosen is away… and hello! to Nimue’s Price

I did it. It’s gone. Finally.

Chosen is gone!

I think this is the first story I started and completed in one go. That is, without twiddling with something else and going back to it in a couple of months. And even then, some days I struggled to write more than a few words. I wrote the final 8000 words in the last fortnight, and 6000 of those since Saturday.

So it seems I need an external deadline to finish anything.

And I should have several projects on the go at once, so I don’t lose interest in writing completely, LOL

And yesterday, Nimue’s Price popped up on the Coming Soon pages at Samhain.
This is a link to the author’s page, as the Coming Soon pages are transient.
Kim Knox

But here’s a picture… couldn’t resist…:

Wot I did on my holidays… *grin*

I really should have typed this up at the time, but the marathon walking sessions every daymade anything other than collapsing on the bed and sleeping almost impossible, LOL So here’s what I can remember. And given that it was a week ago now and I have the memory of a thing with a very bad memory, it might not be that long. There may also be visual aids.

We escaped Runcorn with much cursing and a whopping delay of 15 minutes and headed south. We’d both only had about 3 hours sleep as we’d left everything to the last minute and then Samwise had decided that it would be a fantastic idea to throw up during the night, LOL Grandma Gandalf hadn’t had much experience of the full Exorcist drama that could unfold. In the end, because this time he wasn’t full of milk at bedtime, it was only a minor excursion into the land of vomit. Thankfully, there are no pictures of this.

We arrived at Heathrow at 9ish and sat about till 12.30.

Now I must admit that I am the worst flyer in the world. The absolute worst. I loathe it and haven’t flown since 2000. So The Ent for most of the flight had a crushed hand and bruises on his arms where I clung to him as we hit turbuence. Also, for those insane people who fly more regularly than me, have you noticed how many aeroplanes there are in the sky? It’s like flying in formation.

I survive the flight, and The Ent has regained feeling in his left arm. We trundle off to find the Leonardo Express to Termini Station. All of our information has been gleamed mid flight from our Rough Guide to Rome. See, not prepared at all, LOL

Our hotel, The Piranesi was just off the Piazza del Popolo. This I do have a picture of:

Well, that post was longer than expected… but it did get me to Rome. I have to stop now as a very wet Samwise has just trudged in from the garden. He, Frodo and The Ent have been washing the windows…