A snippet from today’s chunk:
I don’t need healing, Maggie thought. A Steller’s jay landed on her head and started scolding. She brushed it away.
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‘Nuff said.
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At the pinochle party in the aviary, Leaves Turning Copper fends off parakeets but loses the round to Raghida. Copper agrees to enter the VR park . . . . where Bad Things await.
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Leaves Turning Copper has reached the VR settlement in the valley and met Raghida, an eighty-three-year-old woman with a passion for pinochle and parakeets.
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Flows All Ways has smeared chokecherry juice on Hisham’s face and is telling him a story about how Mt. Shasta was made.
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Reached 38,000 words and finished chapter eleven this morning, answering major questions about the mysterious goings-on.
Further revelations await, and further questions will arise. Meanwhile, two of the characters have just realized that Something Has Gone Terribly Wrong.
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Today, Leaves Turning Copper said, “I dreamt it.” To which, Hisham replied, “See, that’s the trouble right there.”
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Every day, a few more pages. Oddly, two of the characters insist on calling one another stupid.
More significantly, world-merging works even better than I’d hoped.
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I found a folder of articles and images I clipped from magazines in 1990, 1991, and 1992. One of the images speaks so strongly to me in 2014, as I write this first draft, that I’ve pinned it to the corkboard on my desk.
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I found a weird typo in the manuscript today. The sentence was supposed to say that “she dropped her braid.” Instead, it said that “she dropped her brains.”
I kinda wish I was writing a story where a brain could be dropped.
Not my brain, though. That’s already dropped.
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