Today’s word count: 3832. Can I just say how awesome I feel about this?Total word count: 73,987 of 90,000.Percent completion: 82%. Beautiful things: Martin, who is still hot; um, that’s all, the rest was pretty ugly Horrible things: zombie raccoon! Which explodes! I was so pleased with this I immediately put it on Twitter. So if there’s a rash of exploding zombie raccoons in your slush, you’ll know who to blame. Favourite sentence: “Gavin’s spirit mantled like a hawk, ready to rend.” Reason for stopping: eggplant. Fetishes: wooden ring on index finger: Bellwoods bottlecap necklace. Sustenance: soy maple lattes, a god-awesome sandwich with tempeh, kimchee and Baconnaise, a pint of Bellwoods’ Roman Candle IPA. Playlist highlights: Matt Mays, “Take It On Faith”; Cat Power, “Ruin”; Esthero, “Walking On Eggshells”. Warnings That Must Go On the Tin: Mum, you can’t read this book. Even if I forget and try to give it to you. It has too many zombie things which you would not like, plus bad driving, and ‘fuck’ at least once in every chapter. […]
In which we have a WitchShark
I’m on the tasting panel at Bellwoods Brewery. (It’s a volunteer position–I love to give back to my community!) We had our first tasting Sunday, and yesterday was the soft opening. Bevin and I stopped by after work for a couple of delicious pints and a salad made of rye kernels and hen of the woods mushrooms with a dressing of stinging nettles (YUM). When I applied for the position, I promised (tongue firmly in cheek) that I’d give them product placement in my internationally acclaimed fiction. I now have the perfect centerpiece for the story I’m going to write for them. My favourite of their beers, so far, is called WitchShark. It’s a high gravity double IPA with all the floral bittersweetness you’d expect. The WitchShark is apparently some kind of totemic creature of the brewery–here you can see it making an appearance during renovations: […]