Bleh.

I really hope the rest of the holiday shipments won't be like this. I just spent all day at work sorting and stickering a significant portion of a thousand CDs and DVDs. The pointlessness is astounding.

A Parable, Almost

Once upon a time, after a night of drinking, several initiates had a Brilliant Idea. They decided to teach a monkey Zen. Monkeys were, after all, common in the jungles surrounding the monastery, so why shouldn't they do something useful?

After procuring a monkey through nefarious means involving a banana and a box, they set about instructing it. This went about as well as could be expected for anything involving a group of drunken initiates and a monkey.

This is why avoidance of alcohol is now first vow required of initiates. And also why monkeys point and laugh at humans.

Nanowrimo

Nanowrimo has begun.

I haven't yet. I've been doing homework for Arabic which I need to leave for in the next half hour or so. Also, I still don't quite know what I'm going to do. I'm tempted to invoke the Zokutou Clause which I found at the link from demiurgent's word count meter, and work on one of the old ones, probably last year's. The story wasn't even two thirds done.

Not that I remember what the story WAS at this point, and going back and re-reading 50K words would probably take a while. But it had ninja and spaceships and monkeys and things, all sorts of fun stuff.

Man, I'm so indecisive

A Warmup, of sorts

"There's only so much harpsichord a man can stand. You see that, don't you?" Saul asked, staring around at the horrified audience.

At his feet lay the tangled and splintered shards of what had been an antique harpsichord. Its former player was standing at the edge of the stage, the now-mateless stool held protectively in front of him. "Who...who are you? Do you have any idea what you've done!?" the shocked performer demanded

Saul looked at the axe in his hand, then down at the wreckage he stood in. "I think I can puzzle it out," he said.

Writing and Names

Well, for the moment, I've settled on the Forsyth thing. I probably won't get THAT far into it tonight, just in case I suddenly get seized by inspiration or something, but it's been a long time since I wrote anything real for Fors, it feels good. I'll probably post a music playlist at some point, so I can bum ideas off other people too, there's only so many times I can listen to the same songs, no matter how inspiring they are.

However, I suck at making up names. So, while yes, there's name generators aplenty, I'm also willing to accept suggestions for names. Required names will run the gamut of random citizens to gods to heroes to bureaucrats. Which in particular I'll need, I don't know yet. Quite a few gods, eventually. So, we'll see. I may bug people on ICQ/AIM/IRC/etc at various points.

Also, I may try to work in cameos, but it's harder to do that in something that's somewhat set and planned out, like Fors's stuff, as opposed to something entirely random and internet-ey. Which may be a good reason to switch to doing something random and internet-ey. I guess we'll see.

Nanowrimo Word Count - Day 1 2209/50,000

I am beginning to suspect I post to LJ too much.

But, here's the word count for today, via the nifty counter demiurgent uses. And since the one I used last year doesn't seem to have been updated or reset.

2,209 / 50,000 (4.4%)