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Posted by Dirck on 28 May, 2020

 

Day What How Much Pen Ink
  • 25 May
  • 26 May
  • 27 May
  • 28 May
  • A new problem†
  • Shaving “Wilden Klausen” to fit a publication it’s thematically perfect for.
  • Getting “Wilden Klausen” off on its way.
  • Catching up on correspondence
  • More than I’d like
  • 131 words removed and a pint of sweat.
  • Bon voyage, monster-filled figment of my imagination!
  • Half of it.

† As we gear up at The Regular Job for post-COVID operations, there’s been some shuffling, and one of the effects this has upon me is taking both barrels in the face of this question: “You don’t mind covering the front desk over lunch, do you?”

It’s not a big deal, but the Selfish Artist trope who is among the multitudes which I contain is grumbling. I still have, technically, the full length of my lunch break, it just doesn’t start until 12:45. However, acting upon that seriously truncates the afternoon. I think I may have mentioned that I am extremely busy with Real Job lately?

This is likely to become less of a problem as we get back to more usual staffing levels (like many, I desperately hope that COVID marks the turn of an epoch, and the world will not simply return to status quo ante, but at a personal level… more people on-site to help with the lifting at Regular Job, please). It’s also not what I’m used to, and that is frequently enough to make a thing onerous.

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What? Again?

Posted by Dirck on 22 May, 2020

 

Day What How Much Pen Ink
  • 18 May
  • 19 May
  • 20 May
  • 21 May
  • 22 May
  • Slothful Victoria Day Lounging
  • Getting a submission out
  • Second draft of “Ancestral Curse” (working title).
  • Another submission to prep
  • This nonsense, and considering the next submission
  • Buckets of it
  • One Away!
  • 352 typed words, and ready for the next phase.
  • Two Away!
  • Standing by on Tubes 3 and 4!

It’s Victoria Day that did it to me. On a count of straining effort for The Regular Job, instinct insisted yesterday was Wednesday.

And with that out of the way, let me now present today’s educational video– how to live in the future!

It’s 2020. That’s the future. Smartphones exist. FUTURE.

 

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Posted by Dirck on 14 May, 2020

 

Day What How Much Pen Ink
  • 11 May
  • 12 May
  • 13 May
  • 14 May
  • Second draft of “Ancestral Curse” (working title).
  • 1411 typed words (and that’s with a nap on Tuesday).

 

 

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Posted by Dirck on 7 May, 2020

 

Day What How Much Pen Ink
  • 4 May
  • 5 May
  • 6 May
  • 7 May
  • First draft of “Ancestral Curse” (working title).
  • Rhymes with axes, starts with a T.†
  • Second draft of “Ancestral Curse” (working title).
  • 3 manuscript pages.
  • I’m getting a refund!†
  • 538 typed words.

† In any normal year, filing on 5 May would be disastrously late, even in Canada (15 April? Why that, US?). In this plague addled year, though, I’m three and a half weeks ahead of the deadline. This is mainly because the government agency tasked with scraping money off of us is also responsible for handing it out to the unemployed and underemployed; the plague has complicated the hell out of that side of their duties. It’s as much to give the employees of the Canada Revenue Agency some hope for bathroom breaks as it is for the rest of us to figure out what’s going on with our personal finances.

And because I don’t make a lot of money, and because Wife and Son make none at all, I am getting a refund on what has been skimmed from my pay and also on the Carbon Tax we’ve been put under, as an incentive to not use internal combustion transport and natural gas heating.‡ This will, hoorah, be about enough to buy a new computer, allowing me to maybe update my site.

Eventually. The CRA is quite busy, and delivering refunds is yet another aspect of handing out the money they otherwise draw in. I understand this. It’ll come in due course.

‡ I certainly would like to get my hands on an electric vehicle and a ground-sourced heat-pump powered by solar generation. Alas, the carbon tax rebate meant to encourage this (even if you’re not buying gas, you still get the rebate, so ka-ching!) isn’t anywhere near enough for that sort of thing.

 

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Where DID the Time Go?

Posted by Dirck on 1 May, 2020

Oh… look… it’s Friday. Well, let’s pop out the thing that SHOULD have happened yesterday, for a start.

Day What How Much Pen Ink
  • 27 April
  • 28 April
  • 29 April
  • 30 April
  • Third draft of “In Loco Parentis”
  • First draft of “Ancestral Curse” (working title).
  • “Self-Policing”
  • A couple of typos and the tactical redeployment of a clause.
  • 2 manuscript pages (and napping).
  • 1031 words, all in a tumble, and up on the other site.

As the pace of work on “Ancestral Curse” suggests, I’m still having snoozy issues which may be related to the stresses of the current plague. I know that failing entirely to post the preceding is down to that stress, atop extra month-end stress brought on by the departed co-worker, about which I have previously whined.

Also, I got into a small creative froth, which I explain the genesis of in a post on my writing site, and so my whole attention yesterday was given over to frothing.

Um.

No, actually I’ll leave it. Anyway, it didn’t really strike me until I was lowering head to pillow that yesterday was Thursday. I can’t really blame that on COVID, since the ticking of my weekly clock goes on as ever it has.

Let me not break with Friday tradition, however, now that I’m aware it is Friday. I know a lot of the home-stuck are looking for projects to divert themselves, so here’s one.

Back in the late 1980s, when the interwebz was hardly even present in the fiction of William Gibson, I tried to do this following instructions in books. Now that I see, in motion, how it’s done, I realize how close I was to accomplishing the goal. I was, alas, even closer to losing an eye through the failure of the not-quite-really-a-bow.

Today’s Pen: Sheaffer Balance Statesman
Today’s ink: Skrip Black (which, by pure coincidence, is what I loaded it with when I last used it, somewhat more than a year ago).

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Posted by Dirck on 17 January, 2019

Day What How Much Pen Ink
  • 14 January
  • 15 January
  • 16 January
  • 17 January
  • First draft of “Nicest Guy on the Cinder.”
  • Second draft of “Fresh Milk.”
  • First Draft of “Cannon Fodder.”
  • 11 manuscript pages.
  • 290 typed words.
  • 4 manuscript pages.

You would be correct to chastise me for not bowing to one of the great commandments of writing. The first of the (oh, dear) three stories underway this week took a turn into “Two People Talking in a Room” which can make for a good story, but it’s quite what I’m after. The second is one that frankly hasn’t had time to gestate properly, despite how long ago I dumped the first draft out of my head… so I started yet another today. It, happily, is unrolling in a willing manner, so I should be able to stick with it until it’s ready for someone else to tell me what needs fixing in it.

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Posted by Dirck on 10 January, 2019

Day What How Much Pen Ink
  • 7 January
  • 8 January
  • 9 January
  • 10 January
  • First draft of “Nicest Guy on the Cinder.”
  • 17 manuscript pages.†

†I would like the Department of Heroic Effort to take notice of this, because it happened despite incipient cold and a migraine which spread itself across three days.

Looking back at some of it, now that a semblance of coherence has returned, I’m surprised to find that this weeks production is actually pretty good. Perhaps I should do all my writing while breathing through one nostril and wearing a slowly tightening belt over one eye…

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Solstice Bonanza

Posted by Dirck on 21 December, 2018

The light, at least north of the equator, is as scant as it will be for a whole year. HOORAH!

To observe the day, and lower us all gently into the last shopping Saturday before Christmas, some films. First, for the unreformed Scrooges of the world, here’s a look at the worst jobs to do with the season (some, for you who hold the reason for the season to be axial tilt, are from pre-Christian Europe)

And in keeping with the theme… more or less… I’ve been pursuing this month with ghost stories just because it’s the dark time of the year, here’s another Blackwood story, told by someone else entirely.

If you’ve been out in the cold too long, this is a very… familiar… story.

Today’s pen: Sheaffer Balance Statesman
Today’s ink: Skrip Black

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Some More Seasonal Music

Posted by Dirck on 17 October, 2014

There’s always a lot of controversy about when Christmas carols should start up (my position: after 11 November, damn it!), no one talks about Hallowe’en music.

This might be due to a lack of it.  There’s a very low limit to how much “Monster Mash” anyone can take.  However, I’ve lifted a couple of films for this week’s installment that have some Hallowe’enieness about them.  One classical, one modern, one all of a natural piece, one a… perverse union of sound and image, we’ll say.  I leave it to you which order you listen to them in.

We’re out to select our pumpkin on Sunday.  If we survive the terrors of the garden market, I’ll see you all next week.

Today’s pen: Sheaffer Balance Statesman
Today’s ink: Herbin Vert Empire

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I Feel Like Dancing!

Posted by Dirck on 10 October, 2014

Before I get to the Lifted From Youtube feature of the week, I find I can release my exciting news rather earlier than expected.  Hang onto your hats, folks–

On 25 October, I will be conducting a free pen-tuning clinic at Paper Umbrella, which I have previously mentioned as my favourite place to get stationery and the only place in the city worth looking into if interested in buying a new fountain pen.  From noon until 4:30 p.m. that day, people within travelling distance of Regina will be able to stop around the store, see the living fossil that churns out this material, get a pen that’s not quite living up to expectations whipped into shape and perhaps buy some nice ink and paper to apply to it.  The event draws inspiration from the action in this video (shown here in July, and nibbling at my imagination ever since), although my version of it has rather less in the way of power tools.

There’s fear as well as elation, of course.  The thing’s being publicized on Facebook.  Mobs may ensue.

The combination of fear and joy brings us to today’s film, founded on a song from the HPLPS yuletide collection.

I don’t know about you, but that song moves me deeply.  Oh, I should add a link to the original story for those unhappy souls who aren’t following the references.

Today’s pen: Sheaffer Balance Statesman
Today’s ink: Herbin Vert Empire

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