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Nov. 2nd, 2012 05:12 pmLast year, my very first week on this job, we all ended up going to a one-day conference for Prospect Research, and I got to tag along despite being totally ignorant of basically everything. This year I'm much more experienced, and got a lot more out of the conference, but there were still long stretches of time when I just couldn't be bothered to pay attention to the presenters.
FORTUNATELY I BROUGHT A NOTEBOOK, and was able to look like I was taking diligent notes while I was really writing NaNo. Being fair, I did take notes on the Capacity Rating presentation, because Cap Ratings are only done by trained researchers and I haven't been trained to do them. I really don't know much about them at all, so the presentation was pretty educational. And thus in my notebook when I got back to work there were about three pages of fiction, then two about how to discern an individual's net worth and the likely size of the gift they're capable of making, and then four more pages of fiction interspersed with notes-to-self like "change phone cover" and "buy applesauce".
But I did get my 1700 words in, so there's that.
First line: I came off the plane in Houston to the usual gasping humidity, and dragged my way down to passenger pickup feeling...creased.
Last line: Sometimes he seemed to just go somewhere inside himself, and you could talk to him or he'd cook a meal or be out tinkering on his truck, but he wasn't quite there, not all the way.
Favourite line: Conversationally, she seems to be trapped at that terrible narcissistic phase some people hit at sixteen or so and usually get over by twenty. Life is about her, and her opinions must be proclaimed loudly.
FORTUNATELY I BROUGHT A NOTEBOOK, and was able to look like I was taking diligent notes while I was really writing NaNo. Being fair, I did take notes on the Capacity Rating presentation, because Cap Ratings are only done by trained researchers and I haven't been trained to do them. I really don't know much about them at all, so the presentation was pretty educational. And thus in my notebook when I got back to work there were about three pages of fiction, then two about how to discern an individual's net worth and the likely size of the gift they're capable of making, and then four more pages of fiction interspersed with notes-to-self like "change phone cover" and "buy applesauce".
But I did get my 1700 words in, so there's that.
First line: I came off the plane in Houston to the usual gasping humidity, and dragged my way down to passenger pickup feeling...creased.
Last line: Sometimes he seemed to just go somewhere inside himself, and you could talk to him or he'd cook a meal or be out tinkering on his truck, but he wasn't quite there, not all the way.
Favourite line: Conversationally, she seems to be trapped at that terrible narcissistic phase some people hit at sixteen or so and usually get over by twenty. Life is about her, and her opinions must be proclaimed loudly.
