COMPLETED FIRST DRAFTS:
Why You Should Never Trust A Man: A Memoir
Why You Should Never Trust A Woman: A Devotional
Why You Should Never Trust A Llama: A Choose Your Own Adventure
The Spaghetti Incident
Pepper Has An Adventure
WORKS IN PROGRESS:
If Yoga Postures Were Men
PROJECT X (I refuse to speak about this until I'm much farther along)
So, I have a billion first drafts and a few WIPs. I'm looking at those un-edited novels like the stacks and stacks of knitting I have that is done except for weaving in the ends, sewing seams, etc. I've recently discovered if I just do it, with the right tools, I don't hate finishing my knitting projects as much. So I'm hoping I can come to a similar place with my writing.
I am torn as to which novel to focus on, I'm most interested in doing Whatever, Woman (since in my heart, that one's my favorite, it feels the most like a concise story, and I look at it as "cannon"), and Pepper Has An Adventure. But I'm digging working on PROJECT X right now, so we'll see.
DAMN YOU MUR AND YOUR WRITERLY WISDOM. I AM ALL EXCITED ABOUT WORKING ON THIS SHIT NOW.
ETA: OH YEAH, THE WORD OF THE DAY. It is excellent today, too!
bone-orchard: A slang name for a cemetery.
Sprucing Up Boston's Graveyards
Today is the feast day of St. Anthony, a patron of gravediggers. Alice Earle's Customs and Fashions in Old New England (1893) described a puzzling and disingenuous tidying up that Boston cemeteries periodically underwent: "Early graves were frequently clustered, even crowded, in irregular groups in the churchyard...In the first half of this century, a precise Superintendent of Graveyards and his army of assistants - what Charles Lamb called 'sapient trouble-tombs' - straightened out mathematically all the old burial places, leveled the earth, and set in trim military rows the old slate headstones, regardless of the irregular clusters of graves and their occupants. And there in Boston the falsifying old headstones still stand, fixed in new places, but marking no coffins or honored bones beneath. The only true words of their inscriptions being the opening ones, Here lies."
*Am I a writer now? I'm starting to feel slightly more like one. THIS IS BIZARRE AND NEW TERRITORY.