ARGH! GRR!

I hate technology!

The necessary edits to The Dying God have been made and for the past couple of days, after finishing my 3 000 words, I've been trying to convert the document at the correct page size (6 x 9 inches) with the correct dpi (300), and getting absolutely nowhere. At the same time, a friend of mine, who SO needs to be given extravagant gifts for his time and effort has been doing the same, with precisely the same result.

No dice.

It's frustrating as hell!

I'll just keep trying, I suppose. In the meantime, I'll keep at Ethan Cadfael: The Battle Prince. I'm on schedule as of today. We'll see if it is so at the end of today. I'm annoyed enough to leave writing behind and fight the .pdf converter all day.

But I won't. But I want to. No, I mustn't...

In the mean time, for your linguistic pleasure:

Purfled

Short-winded, especially in the consequence of being too lusty.

- John Jamieson's Etymological Dictionary of the Scottish Language, 1808

Full to excess, overloaded; swollen, inflated, turgid.

- Sir James Murray's New English Dictionary, 1908

Also in the form purfillit.

- Joseph Wright's English Dialect Dictionary, 1898-1905

Friends and Film

Well, last night was lovely. I met up with two of my friends from Kung Fu, G.S. and K.C., at the South Keys cinema last night to watch Captain America.

The film was actually very decent. They did a good job of not alienating their non-American audience, I have to say. I understand this film has copped a lot of slack from people. I'm not sure why they think the film is so terrible. Perhaps they went in expecting something more profound.

It's a comic book adaptation people. Expect a comic book adaptation.

I laughed out loud at the very beginning during the pre-show - there was an add for The Wiggles. For those of you who don't know, The Wiggles are an Australian children's entertainment group. Apparently, they're on tour and coming to Canada. I almost fell out of my seat, I was so amused!

After the flick, we headed out to my local pub for some drinks with two more friends from Kung Fu, R.S. and A.T. We geeked out over R.P.G.s and comic book characters, and uniforms that were straight out of Stargate...

Awesome.

I had missed my little Kung Fu posse. I'm looking forward to going back to training in September. By then, my feet ought to have healed up and I should be less likely to go postal on annoying people. Bonus.

As far as writing goes, I was extraordinarily productive yesterday. I reached my 3 000 words shortly after lunch. This was an exceptionally fun 3 000 words - J.M-B. made her debut appearance. It is ridiculous fun sticking people you know into fantastic situations. I was also mentioned. Not by name, I'm just 'the flatmate.' I never actually appear in this book, I'm just mentioned once or twice. That is also silly fun!

Afterwards, I went back to The Dying God & Other Stories, having received it back from my afore-mentioned flatmate. I am really upset at myself for the number of errors that were picked up. I mean, seriously! UGH!

In any case, I went through and made the edits. Now the Kindle version is ready for upload. I shall be doing that this afternoon, assuming I have written my daily 3 000. I also fixed up the Createspace.com version. Unfortunately, my .pdf converter is a piece of crap programme that argues with me, so I shipped it off to someone else to convert. I so need to buy that guy something amazing.

Hopefully I'll be getting the .pdf back sometime today, and I can upload it to Createspace.com. If I've done well, then I'll be ordering the proof for the very last time and finally be able to click the 'publish' button. Then you all can buy the paperback version - finally.

I hope. If I get the proof and there are still errors, I'm going to be mad as hell!

Right, I have work to do. Have a fantastic Wednesday everyone!

Dormedory

A sleepy, stupid person who does not get on with work. From dornir [French, to sleep]. Dormitoire was an adjective in Ol French.

- G.C. Lewis' Glossary of Provincial Words Used in Hereforshire, 1839

Dormed, absent-minded, dazed.

- Joseph Wright's English Dialect Dictionary, 1898-1905

A Much More Productive Evening.

I cleaned the house a little. The kitchen and bathroom still need a lot of work, but at least the living room is more or less presentable.

I feel better about myself having done something productive with my time.

There isn't much else to report. Made my daily 3 000 yesterday. Hope to do the same today. It's funny, I'm already at the 20% done mark. Usually, having written the same amount, I'm barely even passed ten. I quite like this lower target word count...

Tonight, I shall be seeing Captain America with friends. I'm not a Captain America fan, but it looks like they've done a pretty good job of adapting it. I'm curious to see how well it translates.

I should get on with it, I suppose. Have a great Tuesday all!

Scantity

Scarcity.

- J. Roberson's Dialect and Archaic Words Used in Gloucester, 1890

An Unproductive Weekend

But it was fun.

Saturday saw a birthday party at Mooney's Beach. It was simply a small gathering with a potluck meal. Still, it was lovely, and I met some pretty cool people.

Sunday, I went for a hike - on the correct path, this time. No more random adventures in unknown territory. It proved to be a lovely walk. I even reverted back to my half-feral bush baby self and did the hike mostly barefoot. Towards the end there it hurt a bit - my feet aren't as hard as they used to be.

I hate shoes.

If downtown were free of broken glass, and my route not currently torn up by construction, I would do a lot more walking bare foot.

Le sigh.

Thanks K.R. for a great weekend.

I meant to clean the house, but that didn't happen. I'll have to do it in fits and starts starting this evening. Hopefully, it'll stay clean this time.

I really don't know how the house manages to get so messy...

Writing is going well. I'm on target, so far (after writing Friday). Today I should hit the 15 000 mark... assuming I can write today. I'm a little tired and my brain is a little fried. We'll see.

There really isn't much else to report. I shall go now, and try to catch up on all the stuff I neglected to do this weekend (computer wise). Have a great Monday, all!

Borrower's Cap

The borrower is supposed to be ever ready to off with his cap and show complaisance to him from whom he wishes to obtain a loan.

- John Phin's Shakespeare Cyclopaedia and New Glossary, 1902

Stalking-Horse

A horse, real or fictitious, by which a fowler screens himself from ... game.

- James Halliwell's Dictionary of Archaic and Provincial Words, 1855