Sunday, February 22, 2009

A Rambly Sorta Post

My WIP is closing in on 38,000 words, and I'm horrified.

You see, the story's barely begun, and yet that word count is creeping toward half a novel already. No wonder it feels like this book is taking forever to write; it's taking forever to get started. Wow, I hope I find things to cut later.

Part of the problem is my internal editor has been sternly sent to her room so I can get the first draft done. I'm a devil for polishing things instead of ploughing onward, so I'm refraining from reading what I've written except for fact-checking. I plan to stick to that, even though my word count is ballooning to little effect.

Corpulent beastie
I fear your creeping bloat-ass
Stop stuffing your face

~~~~~~~

Yesterday, El Husbando and I bought our third countertop dishwasher of the past seven years. You see, I'm kinda allergic to washing dishes and El Husbando is kinda allergic to never having a clean dish when he needs one, so when a dishwasher suitable for lazy people living in teeny apartments small households came on the market, we snapped one up.

Three years later, it broke and began leaking everywhere, so we bought a new one.

Three years after that, the replacement's pump died. We kept the machine going for a while with ingenuity, a length of surgical tubing, and a complete lack of shame when it comes to avoiding work. When the machine started emitting smoke on Friday, however, I called Time of Death and we buried it.

Yeah. These aren't the most robust critters, these countertop dishwashers.

Still, with a three year lifecycle, it works out to costing less than $10 per month to have something other than us doing the dishes, which is great. I just wish the cost to the environment was less grievous.

If we bought Maytag
instead of mayfly, we'd have
time to know you well

Farewell, dishwasher
May you reincarnate as
a Hummer next time

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In related news, El Husbando and I are seriously considering buying a place instead of continuing to rent--which means we could get a dishwasher whose quality doesn't suck like a starving lamprey on a rhino's butt.

We would have liked to buy several years ago, but real estate in our city was nuts. You know things are overpriced when two professionals with no kids can't afford to buy a place.

Now, however? I hate to say there's an up-side to having the economy bobbing in the toilet bowl, but it looks like we might get to take another step on the road to being a reasonable facsimile of respectable--and about two more steps, on average, before walking into the wall of the house. Yay for the prospect of having more living space!

Feed upon the flesh
of subprime mortgage corpses
We're proud to be ghouls

11 comments:

McKoala said...

Bleeding baby panda? Make it a baby koala and you've got me.

Actually it looks like your only day off for the week, which explains your excellent word count, so give yourself a happier badge! I'm moving you up to 'low'.

Unless...your first beautiful haiku refers to koala butt...

Heather said...

Good luck on finding a place you both want for your first home! Space is good... until you fill it.

Being another proud ghoul, home ownership has it's advantages (and blisters/bruises too) and now is the time the prices are much prettier... :)

writtenwyrdd said...

Jen, keep the editor off. It's a lot easier to cut than to add. The big thing is to get the story elements in place.

Re washing dishes, I never got that. But then, I'll walk on broken glass in the carpet before I break out the vacuum cleaner, or I'll sweep the carpet because I hate vacuuming so much.

I have a brand new dishwasher I put in my house for sale. BRAND NEW, lol. Want to buy a house in Northern Maine? We just got a foot of snow in the last 8 hours. No big. Really. ;)

Virginia Lady said...

There's always paper plates. Of coruse, they are REALLY not kind to the environment, but it's an option.

Good luck in your home search, keep in mind you can always add a dishwasher to those rare kitchens without.

pjd said...

You want to know the sad probability? The first 35,000 words will get cut as needless backstory when all is said and done. So keep the inner editor in the inner closet and keep chugging away. Better to be 110,000 and cut down to 80,000 than start at 80,000 and find you still have to cut out 30,000.

Love all the haiku. 100% vigorous joy monkey luck on the new place. (Sorry, too much caffeine today.)

jjdebenedictis said...

McKoala: I have no idea what The Koala's butt looks like! I've only ever seen it approaching me menacingly.

Heather: We're still considering holding off for another year, to make sure prices really bottom out, but we are starting to look seriously.

Writtenwyrdd: Being a whimpering wimp regarding splinters, broken glass would be the point where I morph from mild-mannered slob to obsessive-compulsive clean freak. Anything non-threatening I tend to be very relaxed about, however.

Snow, huh? Yeah, I just loves me some snow... *looks fondly out the window at the nice warm rain*

Virginia Lady: Hmm; I really wonder if three years of paper plates would be better or worse than tossing a (small) dishwasher in the landfill. Maybe not so bad if you could find non-bleached paper...?

PJD:
The first 35,000 words will get cut as needless backstory when all is said and done.

*flail, flail, apoplectic fit* Argh; say it ain't so! (Of course you're right.)

Sarf's Travels. said...

Love the poem on the house...

Good luck, I have a nice condo in Edmonton I would sell you...

It comes with parental units at a safe distance. close enough to visit, far enough away they don't drop in all the time :)

The price seems to be holing up. When I moved here it was about 230k for the condo. Dad figures they are selling about 170k - 180k right now, which is still above the 102k I paid for it, and the 65k that is left on the mortgage.

jjdebenedictis said...

Sarf: Heh, that condo would be an inconvenient distance from my workplace, however...

Prices will rebound someday; certainly it's worth hanging onto your property for now.

Stephe said...

--which means we could get a dishwasher whose quality doesn't suck like a starving lamprey on a rhino's butt. ROFLMAO!

My, my, such prolific Haiku-ing!

writtenwyrdd said...

I'm only asking 80k for my house ;) and I'm sure the commute won't be too awful, lol!

jjdebenedictis said...

Stephe: The haiku are like the doodles I used to put in the margins of my notes in school--a sure sign that my mind is wandering!

Writtenwyrdd: Yow; where I live 80k would hardly buy you an outhouse! That sounds like a fabulous deal.

But that commute to work...that might indeed be a deal-breaker. :-D

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