This isn’t a real post, just a quick update because I’m in the middle of editing the first 25 pages (and, separately, the first 2 chapters) of the cancer book for a book proposal to an agent and a grant application. So I’m in query letter, book proposal component, and application writing/editing hell. Very different mindset from the fun first sex scene in the Banshee book I wrote last week, but these have faster deadlines so I need to get them done and out.
Anyway, I tried having Netflix on in the background for a while today during editing (Rise of Empires: Ottoman Mehmed vs Vlad) because I work better on some stuff if I have some noise in the background. I got distracted by the final episode. I wonder what the psychological effect of impaling 24,000 people was for Vlad’s soldiers, creating a forest of the dead for Sultan Mehmed and his men to rule over in Wallachia. I suspect this sort of cruelty is where the idea for Reavers in Firefly comes from. And also, gross.
So, to cleanse my palate after that horror show, I turned to Autumn Winds by one of my favorite cellists, Tina Guo. I probably should’ve known I was starting a whole concert.
Minerva has been howling along for a few minutes now. I wonder when she’ll get tired. I suppose when she does it’ll be time to practice my own cello and we’ll start over.
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