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Posted by Dirck on 26 September, 2019

Day What How Much Pen Ink
  • 23 September
  • 24 September
  • 25 September
  • 26 September
  • Second draft of “Whistling Through the Graveyard”
  • An oddly precise 2450 typed words.

 

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Posted by Dirck on 31 January, 2019

Day What How Much Pen Ink
  • 28 January
  • 29 January
  • 30 January
  • 31 January
  • Second Draft of “Cannon Fodder.”
  • 1635 words typed

I got essentially no writing at all done yesterday, as I was returning a couple of pen… well, not to the owners, but to Paper Umbrella, where the owners had left them for me to collect; a very obliging shop, that.

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Posted by Dirck on 24 January, 2019

Day What How Much Pen Ink
  • 21 January
  • 22 January
  • 23 January
  • 24 January
  • First Draft of “Cannon Fodder.”
  • Third Draft of “Preserve My Fondest Memories.”
  • 17 manuscript pages.
  • A couple of sentences relaid and three stupid typos extinguished.

 

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Trembling Anticipation

Posted by Dirck on 17 August, 2018

It’s just over a month away, and I’m already getting anxious. How will I ever sleep the night before?

What is “it?”

Why, the Pelikan Hub, of course! Is anything else important happening before Hallowe’en? To either placate or stoke my internal fire of pen-driven desire, I’m going to watch this video of the last year’s Hong Kong hub:

So many pens… (I now make a noise like Homer Simpson seeing a pile of hamburgers). The one in Regina isn’t going to be so big, but the venue is a little smaller, too.

Today’s strangely non-Pelikan pen: Faber-Castell e-motion
Today’s ink: Herbin Pousièrre de Lune

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Posted by Dirck on 9 August, 2018

Day What How Much Pen Ink
  • 6 August
  • 7 August
  • 8 August
  • 9 August
  • Second Draft of the choose-your-own project.†
  • Second draft of “A Legion of Candles.”
  • About 1,500 words typed.
  • 1,487 words typed.‡

 

†Monday was a holiday, and since the grass is too parched to need mowing, I had time to work on the thing.

‡Monday was a holiday, so I lost a day on this thing.

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Posted by Dirck on 2 August, 2018

Day What How Much Pen Ink
  • 30 July
  • 31 July
  • 1 August
  • 2 August
  • First draft of “A Legion of Candles”
  • Second draft of the same†
  • 19 manuscript pages.
  • 2,016 words typed.

 

While we’re here– did anyone go out for a gander at Mars on Tuesday when it was at its closest approach? Back when I got my camera, I also got a reasonably good telescope which son and I took out after sundown on that auspicious night.

It was… underwhelming.  The lad peered in, said, “That orange dot is Mars?” and sighed a little when I confirmed it.  It was not a complete loss, though. We got to see the tiny specks of four Jovian moons (and I’m convinced I made out the banding of the planet) and Saturn was showing off his rings excellently.  Also, there was an owl hooting in a nearby tree, which pleased us both.

† I did not actually finish the first draft. I had one of those moments of realization as sleep takes hold, which makes the receiver sit up with a gasp in a flourish of bedclothes. In this particular case, I realized (once again) that the point of view was not the right one for the story I was telling– an observer more than a participant, and I could certainly look through a participant. Rather than trudge along to the end of the draft, I called it quits and embarked immediately on the adjusted version. Since the utility of the first draft is, for me, mainly to get the narrative outside my head, I was far enough along that I’m content with the shift from edit-resistant hand-written work to banging away on a keyboard where, if not careful, I’ll spend ten minutes swapping “which” and “that” out of a single sentence.

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Midway… almost

Posted by Dirck on 27 July, 2018

We’re not quite at the central point between Valentine’s Day and Hallowe’en, but I think today’s film inclines slightly more toward the latter anyway.

For amateur profilers– this is the sort of thing I consider “whimsically charming.”  I should share it with my wife, although I suspect she’ll find the fight scenes a little protracted.

Today’s pen: Faber-Castell e-motion
Today’s ink: Herbin Pousièrre de Lune

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Posted by Dirck on 19 July, 2018

Day What How Much Pen Ink
  • 18 July
  • 19 July
  • 20 July
  • 21 July
  • Second draft of “Until Regrets Take the Place of Dreams”
  • 2,826 words typed, and that’s done.

Also, just a small note which I want to leave a future me in case he’s feeling blue– I got a rejection today which, while still a rejection, contained an expression of interest in other stories; it was simply the tone/specific theme of the story that drew the rejection, while the writing was good enough to intrigue. It’s a small thing, but it’s buoyant and worth clinging to.

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Posted by Dirck on 22 June, 2017

This Week’s Pens Inks How Much Novel Written
  • 18 manuscript pages.

This week was a bit of a struggle, and not for want of inspiration or direction.  I knew exactly what the scene at hand was to be, but I was doing something terrible to the protagonist.  I’ve done plenty of terrible to other characters, mind you, and the protagonist has been dealing with the fall-out from it, and even witnessing some of it, but that’s all comfortably fictitious supernatural terribleness.  This week the terrible was of a true-to-life nature, the sort of thing that happens all the damn time in the news and which makes us all shake our heads and wonder at the base nature of humanity.

What made this hard is that it wasn’t something that was done to the protagonist; it was something he did.  Given who I modeled him on, and who the inspiration for his victim is, it was a steep bit of the path to the summit.  All the more so because I can imagine the sort of assumptions that will get made post-publication; if the author wrote this, then doesn’t it stand to reason he thought thus?

No.  No it doesn’t.  That’s why the slow progress.  I was axle-deep in cognitive dissonance.

Also, you’ll note there that I flatter myself with the notion that there’s going to be publication. Vanity still has a seat at my table.

OH!  I forgot, in all that– struggle or no, I’m out of the red at last:

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Posted by Dirck on 15 June, 2017

This Week’s Pens Inks How Much Novel Written
  • 21 manuscript pages.

No profound thoughts this week; I do find myself having to tamp down impatience to be bloody well done this first draft, and not just because I’d like to get onto the back-up-able phase and silence worries about fire, flood and nesting rodents.  The calendar pages are flying off the wall!  Other stories want writing!

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