The AH Coffee Shop and Reading Room 09

The weather service predicts that our high temp on Saturday won't get out of the 70's. They have plenty of time to change their minds.

Are you going to make a clean break into retirement, @iwatchus? I haven't been able to do that yet, but the wind-down seems nearly complete. Still, I have a conference call tomorrow with one of the company's old clients and their attorney.
 
The weather service predicts that our high temp on Saturday won't get out of the 70's. They have plenty of time to change their minds.

Are you going to make a clean break into retirement, @iwatchus? I haven't been able to do that yet, but the wind-down seems nearly complete. Still, I have a conference call tomorrow with one of the company's old clients and their attorney.
I might do some adjunct teaching. Not sure. My best guess is yet.
 
Good morning to the productive people of the Net!

Crawling my way through setting up a new PC and surprised at my ability to invent new words. :mad: CK, where did you say you left the Jameson's?
 
Good morning, all. I hope everyone is doing well this fine day. Here we are all wondering if it will or won't rain. I'm tired of the rain. I see a few rays of sunlight; it's drizzled all night, but not really any rain today.
 
Here we are all wondering if it will or won't rain. I'm tired of the rain. I see a few rays of sunlight; it's drizzled all night, but not really any rain today.

Yeah. That stuff seems stuck where you are. The weatherfolk keep showing their moving maps of the precip and it all seems to peter-out mid-Missouri or so. We are about to dry-up and blow away. Crop yields are going to be awful because the long dry spell hit just as the corn was fruiting. Strong, tall stalks, puny cobs.

I'm in a writing loop of some sort. My most recent was the most successful I've had in a while. I am attributing some of that to length, 17K words instead of my usual 10K target. Of course with that there's more development and more going on in general to engage the reader. So operating on the premise that longer stories in my particular style are better accepted, I keep adding scenes to the current WIP about an outrageous swinger party. As of last night I think I have something leading to a conclusion of some sort, but it is still several scenes away. Some main characters have not had their chance yet (and there's going to be conflict when they do show-up), so there is definitely more writing in the offing.

The oil changes on three of the cars can wait. Don't feel like crawling under them at the moment, anyway, nice weather or not! 🤪
 
I'm stuck in an editing phase of writing and passing the work back and forth between Mary and me on our combined pen name, which I've been sworn to secrecy on.
Yeah. That stuff seems stuck where you are. The weatherfolk keep showing their moving maps of the precip and it all seems to peter-out mid-Missouri or so. We are about to dry-up and blow away. Crop yields are going to be awful because the long dry spell hit just as the corn was fruiting. Strong, tall stalks, puny cobs.

I'm in a writing loop of some sort. My most recent was the most successful I've had in a while. I am attributing some of that to length, 17K words instead of my usual 10K target. Of course with that there's more development and more going on in general to engage the reader. So operating on the premise that longer stories in my particular style are better accepted, I keep adding scenes to the current WIP about an outrageous swinger party. As of last night I think I have something leading to a conclusion of some sort, but it is still several scenes away. Some main characters have not had their chance yet (and there's going to be conflict when they do show-up), so there is definitely more writing in the offing.

The oil changes on three of the cars can wait. Don't feel like crawling under them at the moment, anyway, nice weather or not! 🤪
 
I think in the shower this morning I figured out how to get my lovers to stop quarreling! Hopefully can finish the draft this week.
 
No. In some very real ways, her new lover is displacing her beloved late grandfather (but no it was not an incest story). I figured out how they can each find peace in that world
 
I get flustergated at this time of year. I'm done with hot days, but they're not done ... they keep coming, later and later. Often into October now. One year not too many ago, we had our only 100 degree days of the summer in late September and upper 80s to around 90 are almost common towards the end of the month.
 
Do you ever think up the perfect bit of dialog and then go to write it down only to realize that while your brain came up with the flow, tone, and meaning of what was being said, it completely forgot to come up with the words?
 
Do you ever think up the perfect bit of dialog and then go to write it down only to realize that while your brain came up with the flow, tone, and meaning of what was being said, it completely forgot to come up with the words?
When I think about dialogue, I hear the discussion, words and all, said out in my head. Like I am listening to it. Or usually, like I am participating in it. This is for far more than writing dialogue. When I was a new professor, I would give my every entire lecture in my head, word for word, multiple times. My brain wouldn't let me do anything else. Even before that, I would imagine, word for word, almost every important conversation that I was about to have, whether with my SO or someone at work. Maybe 10-20 different versions of them. Of course, none of my imagined versions of those conversations ever bore much resemblance to what went down, but my brain wanted to practice anyway.
 
When I think about dialogue, I hear the discussion, words and all, said out in my head. Like I am listening to it. Or usually, like I am participating in it. This is for far more than writing dialogue. When I was a new professor, I would give my every entire lecture in my head, word for word, multiple times. My brain wouldn't let me do anything else. Even before that, I would imagine, word for word, almost every important conversation that I was about to have, whether with my SO or someone at work. Maybe 10-20 different versions of them. Of course, none of my imagined versions of those conversations ever bore much resemblance to what went down, but my brain wanted to practice anyway.
none of my lectures have turned out like I imagined them. But students still seem to like my classes. Go figure.
Same for my stories taking odd turns as I type. Can't say they are universally loved by readers, but think I do okay on most of them.
 
none of my lectures have turned out like I imagined them. But students still seem to like my classes. Go figure.
Same for my stories taking odd turns as I type. Can't say they are universally loved by readers, but think I do okay on most of them.
My lectures come out closer than anything else I imagine, I think. But certainly never word for word. But my typed dialogue in stories is ever word for word from what I imagine. If I;m lucky, I can borrow a phrase here and there. But my imaginings also give me something to fall back on if I get a loss for words, in either scenario.
 
Another beautiful sunny but cool morning. A cold front is coming through later today and the high temperatures for the next week or two will be about 15 degrees below normal for this time of year. We will get some rain which we need.

There's a fresh pot of coffee brewing and the teapot is hot. I'm going to try for one last peach cobbler before the peaches are done for the year. For now, there are donuts and chocolate chip cookies on the counter.

I've submitted my entry for the 2025 Crime and Punishment Story Event and am now back to working on my new story for the 2025 Winter Holiday Contest. I'll try to keep my voice down as I argue about using 'knelt' vs. 'kneeled' in my story with my Muse ...
 
Do you ever think up the perfect bit of dialog and then go to write it down only to realize that while your brain came up with the flow, tone, and meaning of what was being said, it completely forgot to come up with the words?
I'm familiar with knowing the flow, tone and meaning without knowing the words.

I usually know what the characters need to get done in a conversation and sometimes a line or two. It's rare for me to know all the words ahead of time. I work the wording out as I go, sometimes in multiple passes.

That's where I am in my WIP. I'm writing a telephone conversation between a man and his daughter (not T/I). He's leaving his office at the beginning of their conversation. By the time he gets home she's expressed frustration with her job and he's floated an opportunity for her to come home. The words are on their way.
 
An Antarctic gale hit us on the weekend. The wind was so strong, I hard a hard time opening the car door when we got home from work's trivia night. A lot of trees down, buildings damaged and some flash flooding. Just another day on the southern coast...

Our new design engineer is fitting in well, and our new GIS and database tech will come on board at the end of the month. It's been so long since I've had a full team, I'm having a hard time remembering how to delegate. It should give me some time to start thinking about writing a story for here. This year has not been productive.
 
Last week I got no writing done because I was packing up my project to hand it off to a new team that the client wants to handle it. That all went great, and at the end of the week my team and the new team had a big meeting where we gave them everything. Smiles and hugs all around. We got to hand off a project that had evolved outside of our expertise, and the new team gets billable work.

Last night the client sent off 10 emails asking for help about something. I felt like a bird that had just smacked into a glass window.

Anyway, there are worse problems to have but I was really looking forward to restarting my non-cupcake-related writing. I had come up with my protagonist's core wound that never healed and drives her to be the way that she is, I had revamped the storyline I was planning, and I'd done some work to promote what I'd expected to be a throwaway side character into a main love interest.

There's still a lot of "development" work to do, but it feels like it's time to start writing a barely readable manuscript.

We'll see how it goes! :) 🤞:)
 
So, I did manage to get unwedged in my WIP. Writing 3K last night and this morning. And, more importantly, getting myself past the worst of the speed bumps remaining in the story.

Another nice day here. One easy class to teach. Other than that, I am hoping to finish this draft today.
 
It's Wednesday.... I haven't written a single word since Friday morning....

That being said, I have not been unproductive. I did spend time Friday, over the weekend, and then again the last two days creating a website, and a few social media accounts for my new Non de Plume for when I publish my book.

That being said...I tried to write yesterday...and couldn't find the motivation...I am hoping I can get back to it today....
 
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