I found several untyped bits from the WIP and put them in. Also recovered an old scene that I’d thought I would need to cut. My word count increases! I should feel triumphant or something, but instead I just feel stuck. I know the deal: my pace got reset to “percolate” when I made a bunch of changes to my protag awhile back. I haven’t quite figured out how to work the new stuff into the old plot (or, failing that, rework the plot). I have no patience for the hidden dealings of my subconscious. I want answers, now. Or at least by the time I get off work.
I liked both Domino and Elizabethtown better than the reviewers did, but neither was fabulous. (The soundtracks, on the other hand….) Saw a poster for X3 in the lobby, which gave me a happy little shiver. And of course I want to pet Aslan on the big Narnia standup thing every time I pass it.
Spent the rest of the weekend sneezing my head off and feeling like crap. The Weather Channel says the pollen count is low. I sneeze in their general direction.