La Vie Boheme

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I started out this morning doing some research on "In the Pines", trying to find out if there's a meaning to the song I can manipulate in my story--in other words, catwaxing*.

The catwaxing continued when I was struck by some ideas about murder ballads based on a show I saw last night. So of course, I had to write about it at length. That took up most of the rest of the morning. Now it's 11:30. I suppose I could add a few words to my actual story, huh?

This is why I need to start another novel, soon. I do more consistent work on a novel. :P

* - Term stolen from Elizabeth Bear, describing a writer's tendency to find other "productive" non-writing things to do.