Haiku Friday

Cops arrive at faux
frat party; happy birthday!
Turn the music down.

Haiku Friday

Pleasant evening
browsing bookstore in twilight,
then mashed potatoes.

Haiku Friday

Barack Obama
to start a committee for
the Presidency!

Haiku Friday

If I die early,
please don't name a tollbooth or
overpass for me.

Haiku Friday

Casablanca on
the big Paramount screen;
so good! Must not nap!

Haiku Friday

My vacation would
be less fun if an earthquake
squished my apartment.

Haiku Friday

Waiting for the rain
is like sitting on top of
a roller coaster.

Haiku Friday

I'm so offended
that I had to work a whole
forty hours this week.

Haiku Friday and more

November has been rough on this blog; Cinema Hype and my novel (and, well, life) are keeping me plenty busy. I hate to neglect this blog, since I've grown kind of attached to it, but the rest of November may be a little sparse as well. I'll be back full-force in December.

But anyway, there's no skipping out on Haiku Friday! My Friday-night dilemma:

Housewarming party?
Or Paul Newman in The Sting
at the Paramount?

The answer: Both, maybe.

In other news, The Novel is coming along; I've fallen behind a fair bit in terms of volume, but I had a major revelation last night in the car that may well save my story and my word count. It's hard to write prolifically when your protagonist is boring, and when your plot seems so far away--there's nothing to say. I've decided that I need to use a non-linear structure, so I can cut to the chase more easily, and I also gave one of my characters a sudden sex change (my hotel maid is now a non-English-speaking handyman). I'm suddenly feeling much better about this, and planning to dig in and get some work done this weekend. 50,000 words shall be mine! I think. I hope.

Haiku Friday; Life Update

Quick, before I head off to Mount Hermon for the weekend:

It's Haiku Friday!

Days off are the bread
and butter of the writer/
procrastinator.

Also,

Current NaNo word count: 12,018, which places me a little behind, but I discovered this morning that I'm ahead of where I was on this day last year. Not bad. Week Two is the toughest week of the month--it's where most people drop out--but I think my novel is actually going to get exponentially more interesting (I hesitate to use the word "better") in the next few days. I'm still excited, though I need to find places to write that aren't on my couch, just for sanity's sake.

I had a long post about voting and Democracy planned, but I've been too busy with NaNo and Cinema Hype to actually type it out. I'd still ideally like to write it one of these days, but the gist is this: regardless of my political beliefs, I am so pleased to live in a nation where the right to change that nation is built into the infrastructure. Representative Democracy isn't the only system out there, and maybe it's not ideal for everyone, but I am proud to have cast my vote on Tuesday. More later, in my "free time." (That was a joke.)

So: Alive and kicking; just trying not to replace my brain with my laptop.

Haiku Friday

New favorite word,
not sounding like its meaning.
Dainty "crinoline."

Haiku Friday

"Dr. Augustine"
sure does make an excellent
super-villain name.

Haiku Friday

Nothing says "classy"
like fruity drinks at the old
people's tiki bar.

Haiku Friday

Peace is music in
the mail and a novel with
a free blue bookmark.

Haiku Friday

Warm black-sesame
mochi with powdered sugar:
best dim sum ever!

Haiku Friday

The sun is shining;
maybe I shouldn't have dressed
for Arctic winter.

Haiku Friday

Week floats away, gone
under the bridge like a long
Pooh-sticks tournament.