As I was reading over a scene I wrote, I found this sentence: "And he’ll take our money and our horses and throw them away on his violet warrior whims."

Now, color is an important metaphorical part of my fantasy culture. The title's "Green Night," for goodness' sake. So my first thought was, "what was I thinking when I wrote that? Said warrior _is_ rather dreamy* But why would I just suddenly dump that concept, which is a cool one, into the dialogue? Why didn't I capitalize it? Why didn't I remember doing this?" Then I realized I meant to type, "violent."

In other news, I feel both productive and not today. Productive because I'm having fun and fully immersing myself in my project. Not, because I'm kind of crawling through the scene.

PS. OMG I need donuts. Why isn't anyone else up yet?

*Violet =Yesod=the basic template for my fantasy world color qualities, for those who care.

And I awoke this morning to realize a title for my six-book story arc -- "The Fall of the Necromancers." Yes, there's a "Fall of the Necromancer" out there, just as there's an "Empire's Daughter" out there. But I'm banking on my uniqueness of plurality. :-)

In other news, got more moving done yesterday, and 180 whole words of writing. Keffy discovered her digital camera takes video with sound. Expect horrors in the near future. More importantly, however, we just might have the awesomest entertainment center ever, if we can make it work. Chelsea's co-worker was getting rid of a projector, so Chelsea snapped it up for free. There's a counter in our living room, and across from the counter a big, blank wall. We have three huge TVs, and not one of them will be in the living room. :-)