Influences

They say that a writer is constantly influenced by the media she absorbs. Lately I have been listening to Super Bass, watching True Blood, and reading this:



Sidenote: did you know they made this into a movie??!! With Uma Thurman??!



I WOULD NOT LIE TO YOU. IT REALLY HAPPENED.

Anyway. At this rate my writing output is going to become some kind of fantasy romance novel where everyone has pink hair. And who am I kidding, I would totally read that.

I'm also doing some far-ranging research for ye olde booke. I've learned a lot about how you grow peanuts (they grow underground, for your information), ghosts, the Great Migration, electrical circuits and transistor radios (seriously revolutionary for their time, people).

Also just bought Bayou: Volume 2. If you ever get a chance, check Bayou out because it is AMAZING:





[It's growing more difficult to keep a word count now that I'm mostly writing by hand, but I persevere for you, my dear ones.]

WORD COUNT: 34,924

Summer of the Hermit

Hello darling friends.



OMG! Sorry! I didn't mean to startle you!
I know it has been All Quiet on the OverCher Front for a while. I would make excuses but I know it has probs not been a major tragedy in any of your lives...



...and if it has I am truly sorry. Today is the first day of what I like to call my Summer of the Hermit. From today to the end of July, my life consists of

1) earning tiny wages in exchange for pouring coffee/asking "would you like whipped cream with that?"
2) sometimes exposing my tiny pale face to the sun
3) writing my thesis. it is a novel.

I am saying this publicly because what is the point of having a Summer of the Hermit if you are not going to get a novel out of it? And stating this embarrassing goal on the internet seemed like a really excellent way to make sure I do it, instead of watching True Blood every night on my futon until I fall asleep.

Because it is boring and annoying to talk too much about writing, I won't be blogging about the novel. I'll just post the word count at the end of my muuuusings. Most likely about Cher. WHAT ELSE IS NEW.




Ach. We have so much to talk about. Burlesque, for instance. Holes in the ozone layer. Aquariums. Or maybe just my emerging theory that all films would be improved by the addition of a puppet (ALL films.)

Until we meet again...

WORD COUNT: 32,824