I thought pantsing was ancient history.
Apr. 16th, 2007 09:27 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
elfs There was a young man at the bus stop where I waited this morning. He was about sixteen, with tight-cropped hair, a hockey jersey, and pants about halfway down his thighs. I could not figure out what how they stayed up. He was smoking and I thought had tragically sad a character he had become already.
Omaha and I had lunch today, and on the way back to the office I snapped the photograph. I had to share. Yes, it's completely real and legitimate. The Seattle people know what it is.
Did some more writing today. About two thousand words, nothing big. And I had an idea for a story arc: Pale Shadows, which will be standalone robot stories in more heterosexual situations, and it will be about standard robot companions, those that Linia once described as "pale shadows of their owners," and how these couples might be pushed into more equitable relationships. The funny thing is that usually, when I have that happen to me, I immediately run off and write it, abandoning whatever it is I happen to be working on. But right now, I'm really rocking on the idea of getting the first chapter of Sterlings done, so I just wrote the ideas down in my Wiki and moved on. I wonder if this means I'm maturing as a writer.
Nah. I wrote some Digimon fanfic porn the other month. If I ever post it and someone figures it out I'm gonna die of embarrassment.
Omaha and I had lunch today, and on the way back to the office I snapped the photograph. I had to share. Yes, it's completely real and legitimate. The Seattle people know what it is.
Did some more writing today. About two thousand words, nothing big. And I had an idea for a story arc: Pale Shadows, which will be standalone robot stories in more heterosexual situations, and it will be about standard robot companions, those that Linia once described as "pale shadows of their owners," and how these couples might be pushed into more equitable relationships. The funny thing is that usually, when I have that happen to me, I immediately run off and write it, abandoning whatever it is I happen to be working on. But right now, I'm really rocking on the idea of getting the first chapter of Sterlings done, so I just wrote the ideas down in my Wiki and moved on. I wonder if this means I'm maturing as a writer.
Nah. I wrote some Digimon fanfic porn the other month. If I ever post it and someone figures it out I'm gonna die of embarrassment.
