Monday: Murder left and right
Mood: dangerous
Song In Head: “Behind Blue Eyes” (The Who)
Blog of the Day: sexual hypertextual vegetable
So I spent the whole weekend working on my Three Day Novel. How is that possible, since the contest doesn’t take place for nearly two months? Well, it’s possible b/c outlining is allowed and I am outlining my little heart out. I’ve also been researching my characters. Doing small dialogue exercises to find their voices. Writing character bios. Reading poetry for them to be studying. Et cetera.
In fact, I’m going to the library this afternoon to do research. Yes, the actual library. Not Borders. Although if the library doesn’t have the books I need (and this has happened more than once), I will head to Borders.
So I used the character bios on TC. Naturally. And under “occupation,” well, they’re all students. So Seth got a rap sheet instead. Hawk insists it’s not a real rap sheet b/c he’s never been caught. I’ve also written down my ideas for his motivations and that’s where I need to do more research. The thing is not to over-research. I just need to know that I’m headed in the right direction before I’m faced with a deadline.
In other news, I committed rodentslaughter. I have this huge plastic planter and no purpose for it. So I had filled it with water and placed it near the bird feeder. I kept putting a stick on top of it but Jake kept stealing the stick. So Saturday I used the water for watering plants. Just dip the watering can down in it. Also Jake liked to drink out of it.
Well yesterday Jake’s staring at the water. For some reason, I tell him to leave the water alone. He just stares, giving it one of those cock-headed curious dog looks. So I walk over and as I near the pot, I see a leaf on the surface (the surface is quite low b/c of the watering I did). I go to reach in and get the leaf and eek! There’s a chipmunk in the water, standing kind of upright with its paws up toward the surface. Just bobbing there under the water. It was disturbing yet somewhat entertaining at the same time. I got the dog away from the pot and called up to Hawk for his Disgusting Job of the Day.
So he looks at the pot and we’re both laughing in a very sick way. It’s sad, yes. But it was also kind of comical (you understand, I laugh at A Clockwork Orange). Anyway, he fished it out and dumped it in the “woods” we have, a place to dump things we don’t want Jake bringing back to the house (apple cores, dead rodentia, etc.). Hawk is now calling me a Chipmunk Killer. I say it was rodentslaughter but he insists it was a premeditated trap. Perhaps I should not have showed him my Seth outline.
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