Day: July 8, 2010

July 8, 2010

Here are today’s stats on my second urban fantasy adventure — this time with my neurotic undead thief, her shady agent, a cigar box full of magical penis bones, a mentally ill former NASA engineer-turned-sorceress, and the continued fabulosity of a Cuban drag queen:

Project: Hellbent
Deadline: August 9, 2010
New words written: 3193 (better, but not awesome)
Present total word count: 71,219 words

Things accomplished in fiction: Interrupted a plan to demolish the place, then decided to stick around and watch; successfully evacuated one off-duty drag queen from the havoc; bonded over mental illness.

Things accomplished in real life: Day-job work; lots of Writer Business; rescheduled photo shoot for a thing I can’t talk about yet; answered a bunch of emails that had been sitting around far too long; went to post office; tried to keep self and kitty at least somewhat cool; not much else.

Total Official Word Count of 2010: 94,936 words

hot in the city tonight

Yesterday, summer began. Today, it’s 92 degrees outside, and only about five degrees cooler than that inside. But that’s just how it goes when you live on the top floor of a 100-year-old building that doesn’t have air conditioning.

Honestly, I don’t mind. I’m actually quite comfortable, but then again, I’m from Florida and I grew up in a household that refused to set the AC any lower than 88 degrees. (I used to joke that it was like living inside the DeLorean with all the windows rolled up.)

Anyway, here in Seattle we have three fairly powerful fans: one in the bedroom*, two to keep things circulating in the living area. And as long as the air keeps moving, everything is dandy. The weather only concerns me at all because of this fat, fur-coat-wearing, four-footed whiner of a roommate I’ve got.

I really do feel sorry for her, because short of shaving her (not an option – she overgrooms and gets itchy/bloody) and baptizing her regularly (only as a last resort) there’s not much we can do to help her cool off – though obviously we make sure she has plenty of fresh water at all times, and we watch her to make sure there isn’t any panting or other stress behavior going on.

This year, so far so good.
As you can plainly see, the kitty has the situation under control.

*It’s a tiny bedroom. It only needs one fan.