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Jun. 21st, 2010 10:13 amDrove the maternal to work this morning, as she had a huuuge bag of coursework folders to lug. She insisted on trying to be helpful in regard to my still-unformed female character's backstory. Gave me numerous ideas none of which were appropriate, then stopped trying to foist ideas on me and went off on a tangent about some ancestor who was the son of a royal hatter who got disinherited for marrying an actress he knocked up. Which was ironically far more interesting a piece of information than any of her ACTUAL ideas. Such is the way of things. As soon as she stops actively trying to be clever, clever things come out all of their own accord.
Anyway...
It's a long-overdue laundry day for me. The sun is out, the washing line is full, I have no clothes left in my dresser because they're all in the laundry hamper, and I am already sliiiiightly drunk on coffee...
Anyway...
It's a long-overdue laundry day for me. The sun is out, the washing line is full, I have no clothes left in my dresser because they're all in the laundry hamper, and I am already sliiiiightly drunk on coffee...
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Date: 2010-06-21 10:30 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-06-21 10:35 am (UTC)It's actually the reason why I usually don't discuss my writing with her, as she likes to try and take over and push her ideas instead. But then she's a frustrated novelist herself. She wrote a trillogy of I guess 'gothic' novels when she was a teenager that she never quite finished editing.
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Date: 2010-06-21 07:07 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-06-21 07:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-06-21 10:54 pm (UTC)