I'm in an oddly content mood for a 'writing day'. I generally prefer the joys of research on a scale of about...six to one (I do enjoy writing, it's the flinching from editorial censure that gets me), but I did all my research yesterday in a big, bustley bout of an hour. I've been working for an hour and a half so far, and I've gotten half my day's allotted writing done already. This is what focus can do for you, people! Of course, I'd been writing the easy titles. Now I'm going to concentrate on some of the suckier ones--to get them out of the way. We'll see how fast I go now, won't we?
Anyway, I amused myself with my lunch today. I can tell I'm a writer, you wanna know how? Check it:
This is how I get through my day: gallons of hot tea (I drink it like they've stopped growing it), chocolate and the occasional veggie thrown in for the vitamins. Total breakfast of champions there, isn't it?
Since I've finished the Infinite Scarf, I've been contemplating my next project. There's a shawl for mother that's getting cast on today (it's her birthday and I promised her one--thankfully the pattern is a quickie, so she should have it within the month), something I'm going to do with my Frog Tree alpaca (photo later on, I promise) and I think I'm going to have to make a new pair of hand/wrist warmers for while I'm working. The ones I've got now:
I think I'm going to use the leftover Aslan alpaca from my Thorin's Hooded Cowl (aka the Oin) to make some super-duper long arm warmers (I have the yarn, believe me, I have the yarn) with an extra long ribbed section over the fingers that gets folded back (or not, knowing me and my lack of blood circulating to that end of the arm). Maybe, if I'm feeling frisky, I'll even do a finger stub cover, like the tip of a mitten, that can button in or be removed to completely cover the phalanges, as the mood strikes. I can do a toe-up sock start like nobody's business (hah, if only I could finish the g'khested socks to go with), and that strikes me as the perfect tip of a mitten. A button on the inner cuff to secure it (or fold the underside over and leave the top extended, perfect for typing in freezing weather) and Bob's your uncle.
And then the Optional Destashing Project is going to use my Frog Tree alpaca:
And now the Beethoven has stopped, which means break time is over. I need to clear my dishes, choose a new musical accompaniment and get down with my bad self.
Some days, I so rock.