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Book's Away [Jan. 3rd, 2011|05:13 pm]
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Just as I was ready to press SEND, however, I noticed two things--the filename of the book was still the unimpressive working filename it had all along, not its title, and the header line had the even more minimal working name of the whole thing: K-III.   So, sometime around 7 am, another bit of revision produced a filename consonant with the title, and the same for the header line.  It finally left here in time to arrive on Editor's desk at opening of business.  I hoped.

Then came breakfast and waiting to be sure that Agent and Editor had received it (since emails have gone astray before and this one was, um, big.  Quite big.   However, Editor emailed receipt fairly quickly and then Agent, and I turned the computer off and started doing non-writing things.

Nonwriting things included laundry, (2 loads) and an attack on a very, very, very stuffed and useless kitchen drawer.  Originally, 30 years ago, that kitchen drawer's contents made sense and were neatly arrayed.  That was 30 years ago.  In the meantime, it had gradually become the junk drawer, into which anything that had no proper home was shoved.  For instance:

parts to an old toilet paper holder with their heavy screws.
a  tent stake
3 old glass-mercury thermometers (no wonder I couldn't find one when I was sick!)
pieces of candle that I had planned to melt down to make another candle
many, many, many (hundreds!!) of bread ties
still-neatly-attached garbage bag ties
an old roll of gauze bandage
a box of  Band-Aids (yes, that brand) with a hiking compass in it
several boxes of birthday candles
2 packets of paper matches
mysterious heavy corroded plumbing parts (from sink?)
a roll of kite string
a tube of hand lotion, very dead
a tube of  Ben-Gay (not checked out yet)
an empty tube of Metholatum
a dozen or so pencils, pens, and markers
clips for holding chip bags closed
earplugs (several kinds, including a lot of green ones stuck together in a sheet)
1 long common nail
5 finishing nails
3 small rocks
a small heavy metal cylinder with felt on one end (paperweight we decided. Ugly)
a couple of .22 casings
a very dead all-in-one flashlight
a couple of D batteries, age unknown
a package of small locks, with keys
several mismatched keys of unknown provenance
        ....and much, much, too much more.

The reason to clear this drawer was the other drawer, on the other side of the sink, which had a miscellany of utensils and had become full enough to jam frequently, especially since the addition of the lovely, but fairly "fat"  lemon-lime squeezer.   Now the cleared drawer has the rolling pin, the "bench scraper" (drywall tool, a lot cheaper and just as effective as the expensive bench scrapers you see on TV cooking shows--and it won't scratch an old laminate counter),  the wooden cooking tools, the plastic & rubber spatulas, the lemon-lime squeezer, the ancient Mouli grater (also talented at jamming the drawer, if crowded),  the silicone sauce brush, the little whisk, and the red plastic dipper....the tools I use most often.  (The knives are in the sharps drawer next to this one.)

The former home of these items is now less crowded and not jamming.   

Some of the things in the junk drawer were instantly consigned to the trash, and some had an obvious right place to be (thermometers back in the medicine cabinet in the bathroom) but some are still sitting in sorted groups on the kitchen table.   They must be found a home before I dig into the other difficult drawers.  But first: put the sheets back on the bed, sort and fold the other load,  and...oh, yeah, cook supper.  Time flies when you're having fun.  

I did try for a nap to make up on the sleep lost in the last days of getting the book out on time, but husband's dentist's receptionist woke me up with an entirely too perky voice to announce that he'd called for an appointment and they'd had a cancellation and how about tomorrow?  

Meanwhile our neighbor who has a lot of chickens (yay!) brought us eggs.  Lots of eggs.  Three dozen eggs.   So for lunch I did a cheese omelet.  Yum.  

And until Editor pronounces on what needs to be done to the book, I'm free...at least for another 24 hours.  (There are other major annual chores coming up, two of which involve considerable writing. 


[User Picture]From: jimhines
2011-01-04 12:00 am (UTC)
Congratulations on finishing!
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From: ozdragonlady
2011-01-04 12:02 am (UTC)
It may be possible to reduce the size of the big files you send to your editor. Because M$ files carry all the historical changes, it is possible to (sometimes) reduce them a little by saving them to the desktop with a completely different name. Change it there to what you need it to be and pick it up from there for the email. You can also try saving them as .rtf (always a Good Thing if you are sending something to someone - stops it picking up their defaults) - this compresses some of the formatting instructions.
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[User Picture]From: e_moon60
2011-01-04 03:34 am (UTC)
Yikes! I wouldn't wish that on anyone.
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[User Picture]From: meirwen
2011-01-04 12:47 am (UTC)
I was particularly amused by "3 small rocks."
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[User Picture]From: e_moon60
2011-01-04 03:35 am (UTC)
All found on our land. One's a little bit of calcite, obvious solution deposit underground at some point. One has obvious fossils in it. And one, which also has less visible fossils, is just a comfortable rock to hold. I once had a greenish rock that I kept in a coat pocket for years and years--and finally lost "somewhere."
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[User Picture]From: finnyb
2011-01-04 12:50 am (UTC)
Keys! That reminds me that I've got some random keys around here that are begging to be made into shinys. So thank you!
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[User Picture]From: e_moon60
2011-01-04 03:36 am (UTC)
Made into shinys???
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[User Picture]From: finnyb
2011-01-04 12:22 pm (UTC)
Yep. Shinys is what I call the pendants and necklaces and bracelets and earrings and such that I make. In this case I've got some keys and other stuff to turn into steampunky shinys.
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From: thefile
2011-01-04 02:21 am (UTC)
Lots of eggs. Three dozen eggs. So for lunch I did a cheese omelet. Yum.

Sound's like it's Custard time....

Edited at 2011-01-04 02:21 am (UTC)
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[User Picture]From: e_moon60
2011-01-04 03:52 am (UTC)
Could be...
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[User Picture]From: msminlr
2011-01-04 02:34 am (UTC)

Kitchen Junk Drawer

Unfortunately I could not find either an mp3 file or a YouTube video of him performing it, but one of Michael Longcor's greatest hits is a song of that title.

the chorus goes:

It's in everybody's kitchen, it's in everybody's home,
It's a dirty little secret, everyone can call their own.
In the cleanest of all houses, decked with shining spotless floors,
There's a little box of chaos: its your kitchen junk drawer."
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[User Picture]From: e_moon60
2011-01-04 03:53 am (UTC)

Re: Kitchen Junk Drawer

Oh, that sounds like fun.

Yes, probably everyone has one (my mother, however...the engineer...oh, wait, the junk drawer was on the back porch...)
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[User Picture]From: msminlr
2011-01-04 11:30 am (UTC)

Re: Kitchen Junk Drawer

In the intro material on one recording of the song, Loncor quotes someone who announced, "I don't have a kitchen junk drawer; I have a GARAGE".
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[User Picture]From: littleowl
2011-01-04 04:08 am (UTC)
Small locks and keys. Every time I purge during a move, there are still small locks and keys in a box somewhere. Every time. And I have moved at least 7 times in the last 10 years.
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[User Picture]From: e_moon60
2011-01-04 04:39 am (UTC)
I'm convinced that throwing out wire hangers so they can't breed in the closet leads to keys doing the wink-wink nudge-nudge with each other and of course the offspring don't fit in any lock you have, and any lock you find lurking in a drawer has divorced its key for infidelity and refuses to open.
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[User Picture]From: masgramondou
2011-01-04 09:50 am (UTC)
I'm sure bag ties move from where you put them to the innermost sanctums of "the drawer". I think it must be a mating urge and that they can only spawn when there are sufficiently many of them in one secluded spot and they are left undisturbed for a few years.
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[User Picture]From: coalboy
2011-01-15 04:39 am (UTC)
I automatically put twist-ties into a small baggie. Saves many minutes of looking -and- keeps them clean.
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[User Picture]From: e_moon60
2011-01-15 04:53 am (UTC)
But...but...but...that would require forethought and organization and all that stuff.

Usually when I take off a bread tie I'm not even thinking about the bread tie--I'm deep in a book, a book where bread-ties don't even exist.

I remember that once, long ago, before I started finishing what I wrote and actually writing books, that I had a place for bread ties and there they were all clean and even straightened out and untwisted. But no more.
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[User Picture]From: mrs_redboots
2011-01-04 01:01 pm (UTC)
Congratulations on getting the book away! I hope your editor and agent both love it, though I can't see why they wouldn't!
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[User Picture]From: e_moon60
2011-01-15 04:57 am (UTC)
Thanks. I have the same hopes, but, being the book's mother, am well aware that its cowlick may escape the final combing and pop up at the wrong moment, and its ears may stick out unevenly.
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