I've only written about 1,000 words today. I think I will force myself to write at least another 500 before bed.
But posting my wordcounts is getting boring even to me. Unfortunately, I absolutely cannot think of anything else to blog about. The weather isn't doing anything exciting, Vincent has not caught anything interesting lately (he did re-catch the skink a few days ago and I managed to get it outside, where presumably it immediately sought out a skink therapist to treat for PTSD), and my job is dullsville, man. I could tell you how interesting I found the book The Deer of North America by Leonard Lee Rue III that I read yesterday morning, and how I was excited to discover that it was an inscribed copy (I picked it up at a used book store), but I suspect no one but me wants to talk at length about the deer of North America. Even though really, it's an excellent book! It's full of esoteric information that I've never come across anywhere else despite searching for it actively while I was writing Stag in Velvet; for instance, I now know the typical gaits of deer, including average speed and length of stride while running, something I actually do need to know as a minor plot point. Also the book has lots of information I never would have dreamed even existed, like the fact that during the rut, stags masturbate. Yeah. There's even a picture.
Anyway, so I'm the most boring person in the world and I am reduced to blogging about masturbating deer. And I am very tempted to just erase the last couple of sentences, because I really really do not want to see the search terms that lead people to this post.
I'll try and do something interesting tomorrow.
15 comments:
Ha! The deer almost made me choke on my candy!
My first reaction is how? Then I realize I don't wanna know.
I'm with Jameson. :D
Not very surprising, I guess. They act pretty stupid all around when in the rut.
Search engines, fire away!
Natalie--I'm impressed. I didn't think anything caught you off guard. :)
Jameson and Cate--Let's just say it looks very uncomfortable, but I guess the deer gets a lot out of it.
Aaron--I'm surprised they don't get together and brag about it too. Heck, maybe they do.
I'm glad you didn't erase that, because I got quite a laugh out of it.
Doesn't sound like a dull life to me. And personally, I like to know how much butt you kicking in your book.
Oh, this is good. Next you know you'll be getting another message from Amazon:
"Dear Amazon customer, we've noticed that people who bought Vampirates and Jack of All Trades are also interested in masturbating deer. We thought you'd like to know."
Apart from making me smile after a a boring day at work. I found your posting far from boring and it left me wondering just how you could use your new found fact in a plotline, K.C...;-)
um, you could post more about the deer, because i'm a little confused about the mechanics of it all...
or you know, you could not.
i might have to google it.
You've succeeded in waking me up properly.
At least you have a word count. ;) I have lots of writing I want to do, but I can't seem to find the time to do it. :( I'll get the hang of my new schedule. It's just going to take time.
Carrie--then it was all worth it. :)
Jamie--I kicked major butt today! I just need to type it up and see exactly how much butt was kicked.
Lertulo--*winces* I think interested in masturbating deer is an overstatement. And I do not want to know what kind of books Amazon would point me to for that search term. Well, beyond the one I own and already read, of course.
Jarmara--The frightening thing is I bet I could work it in somewhere without even breaking a sweat (ahem).
HG--without horrifying anyone too much who reads this, the deer sort of hunches his back and, um, how shall I put this? When a deer hunches his back, his rib cage sort of juts down. The rest I leave to your fertile imagination.
Danielle--You should have seen me when I turned the page. At first I could not actually believe the picture depicted what it looked like. And then I read the text underneath, where the author discusses the, um, mechanics of the act in much less coy language than I've used here.
LMEighmy--Schedule changes always play havoc with my writing too. It takes me a while to settle down into a new schedule.
Lord - I go AWOL for a few days and this is what I miss...
If this is the post of the most boring person in the world, then I'm obviously the guy who doesn't deserve to walk in the shadow of the most boring blogger.
I guess I'll close up Musings now.
I'd only lose the boring tag if I'd witnessed the deer myself, instead of reading about it in a book.
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