The One Hundred and Nineteenth Post: The One Where I Get My Shock Collar Turned Back On…

Well, I go back to work today. Thankfully, that’s not the highlight of my day. The highlight of my day is going to be listening to talk radio and listening to how they’re going to parse this election. Either they’re going to blame the media, or they’re going to say they made the mistake of trying to succeed with a bad candidate. I am not going to get into politics – that’s someone else’s job. All I am going to say is if you didn’t vote then don’t complain.

Anyway – I am still on track to finish the novel by the end of the month, which is good because so far my plan on getting out of the prison that is work is best summed up with this saying: quantity has a quality all its own. I figure that rather than write a few books and charge a high fee, I am going to flood the market with my cheap, shoddy wares and make up the difference in volume. Now, some of you might be saying ‘no, you’re a good writer – you’ll do fine‘, and would thank you for your discerning taste; however, I want to make sure I don’t have to go back to a job that I like less than I like beets.

Speaking of the novel: I am beginning to wonder if I am going too far with the whole quantum/logical dialogue with Gail. The quantum side is the part of her processing unit that can better understand human qualities and make non-logical choices. The logical side is really nothing more than a sophisticated computer which deals with anything that would need brute force processing. Their interactions are more along the lines of Oscar and Felix, or an old married couple, and provides quite a bit of comedy. The goal is to show how Gail is dealing with the incursions from the Eliza
Jenny (sorry, don’t want to give away too many plot points), and not to have the reader as being an omniscient, far removed viewer. I want the reader to travel along with Gail in her understanding as to what’s happening with the ship, but not be completely immersed in the experience, simply because I am horrible at writing in first person. In fact, I am going to write something in first person just to see how badly I mangle it. If we’re lucky, I will like it enough to commit it to the roster of novels published. If not… then it might end up here to quietly waste away.

While we’re on the subject of wasting away – which is not going to happen here with Thanksgiving a couple of weeks away – I need to get the stuff together for this Thanksgiving Day meal: turkey stew with dumplings, drop biscuits and apple pie a la mode for dessert. I get paid tomorrow, and then I get paid Thanksgiving Day (theoretically) so I have to make sure that I get everything before the big cooking day. Are you invited, dear reader? Of course… as long as you promise to get the dishes for me, that would be super!

That’s all for now, I need to get back to the novel and try to get to the magic number of 15,003. Wish me luck.



Seething Apathy