Monday, October 31, 2005
Happy Halloween
It's Halloween. This and Christmas have always been my two favorite holidays. Jon and I usually dress up. We decorate the house and yard. This year there are hardly any decorations out, because the DANSE MACABRE ate my world. There wasn't energy or time to think about the up coming holiday. I'm wearing all the costume I'm putting on tonight; a black t-shirt that says, "I leave bite marks!" I may put on more make-up. Probably. Though every time I put on base and red lipstick on Halloween, no matter what I'm wearing, people always think I'm dressed as… Read More
Posted by LKH on 10/31 at 06:06 AM
Sunday, October 30, 2005
We need a break
Anita and I need a break. A vacation. She's been working violent crime for over six years, and I've been writing about it for over ten. It's not the real thing for me. I'm not a cop, and the more research I do into real police work, the more I know I could not do it. I do not think my mind and emotions would take the beating. Because it is a beating, but especially so on the units that deal with violent crimes. Most people are transferred out after two to five years, at least for a break;… Read More
Posted by LKH on 10/30 at 05:38 PM
More recovery
Woke up at 6:30 A.M. I can bloody sleep in, and I woke up with the room still dark. Woke up enough that I knew it was useless to lie there. I left Jon asleep. I told him where I'd be and what I'd be doing, but not sure he was awake enough to really answer me. We'll see later. Dogs have been out. Pippin proving again that he does not have a good enough recall to be off leash. He's really good at sit, and stay is okay. He's even really, really good at recall from across the… Read More
Posted by LKH on 10/30 at 05:13 AM
Saturday, October 29, 2005
Recovery
Okay, I've recovered enough to say more about finishing the book. Let's see . . . hmm. The book weighed in at twelve pounds, two ounces. The next heaviest book was a little over nine pounds. I've told everyone at events that this would be the longest book yet; I didn't lie. Hell, I didn't even exaggerated. Page count; 1045. Yeah, you read that right; one thousand and forty-five pages. No wonder I'm tired. It was great to finish on a Friday. I have the weekend to recover. Nice. Though, it's not done-done. It's off to New York and… Read More
Posted by LKH on 10/29 at 09:56 AM
Friday, October 28, 2005
Done
I could say other things, but right at this moment the only thing that seems to matter is . . . It is done.
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Posted by LKH on 10/28 at 03:21 PM
Yesterday
It's not long past dawn here. My office is still dark. I turned on a light, and turned it right back off. No lights. The dawn darkness suits my mood. Yesterday was hard. It was hard on me, and hard on everyone who works here. When Darla's voice came over the intercom to tell me to exerscise, I screamed. Because I was so far into the book that I'd forgotten everything else. Her voice was as if someone had suddenly yanked the floor out from under me, because the room I was writing about was, for those moments, more… Read More
Posted by LKH on 10/28 at 05:13 AM
Tuesday, October 25, 2005
Tired
Six pages kept. Seven pages edited out. Seven really good pages edited out. They read well. They were powerful and intriguing, and they had nothing to do with the character in question as he is today. I did a scene with Asher that was amazing, wonderful, and so dark that Anita would never have touched him again. So dark that I didn't know who he was anymore. I finally realized that it was my subconscious trying to get rid of one of the men. Not death, but more like a divorce. I read some of the scene to Darla,… Read More
Posted by LKH on 10/25 at 04:09 PM