A 5K sort of day...
Jan. 6th, 2009 08:13 pmI've whittled the item due Thursday down to below 4,000 words (some of those are "edits," but then again, some of those "edits" are "retranslations," too), which is good enough for the day.
I've given the end client a heads up to the effect that, between the lousy weather over the weekend and the really substandard pretranslated segments I keep running into, I might likely be a few hours late with the assignment. However, that's little comfort, as I have about 30,000 words piled high on the plate.
Today laid 2600 words of the Thursday job down on phosphor and finished an urgent job for my best Houston client, for a total of just about 5000 target words. I might do some more work tonight, or I might not.
In fact, what I ought to do is go upstairs and continue the cleanup I started earlier, as our friend Mike is coming down from Parker for another load of stuff that he and Karen put into storage before moving up north. While I am not prepared to field-day the place, on the other hand it wouldn't do to have shredded wrappers and such lying around either. (Thank you, Shiloh!)
This week's LJ Idol theme is "cracking up," and I have at least two stories I can tell. One concerns a bit of hysteria I staged back shortly after I got married, for a lofty purpose; the other has to do with a chess game that I should have lost, but won. The first would be fairly easy to write, but making it interesting might not be so easy. The second seems like that much more of a challenge, but may not work in the end. Free time will be short this week, given my plate. I think I'll sleep on it.
In the immediate time frame, however, I think I'll go upstairs and pick up a bit.
Cheers...
I've given the end client a heads up to the effect that, between the lousy weather over the weekend and the really substandard pretranslated segments I keep running into, I might likely be a few hours late with the assignment. However, that's little comfort, as I have about 30,000 words piled high on the plate.
Today laid 2600 words of the Thursday job down on phosphor and finished an urgent job for my best Houston client, for a total of just about 5000 target words. I might do some more work tonight, or I might not.
In fact, what I ought to do is go upstairs and continue the cleanup I started earlier, as our friend Mike is coming down from Parker for another load of stuff that he and Karen put into storage before moving up north. While I am not prepared to field-day the place, on the other hand it wouldn't do to have shredded wrappers and such lying around either. (Thank you, Shiloh!)
This week's LJ Idol theme is "cracking up," and I have at least two stories I can tell. One concerns a bit of hysteria I staged back shortly after I got married, for a lofty purpose; the other has to do with a chess game that I should have lost, but won. The first would be fairly easy to write, but making it interesting might not be so easy. The second seems like that much more of a challenge, but may not work in the end. Free time will be short this week, given my plate. I think I'll sleep on it.
In the immediate time frame, however, I think I'll go upstairs and pick up a bit.
Cheers...