Sunday, May 06, 2007
Ravelling and unravelling
- By Harland Miller.
It seems to have come out very small. Shame. The fine print is hilarious.
Anyway. Stories. Working on 'Starfucker'. I spent yesterday researching the chemicals used to disinfect hot tubs. I learned that 'bromide' comes from a Greek root - meaning 'stinks of he-goat'. I got lost in chat rooms that discuss scum and water odour and shocking the water. I asked boyf for a trip to B&Q to inhale chemicals (refused). I lost the thread of the story and found it again, only to lose the point.
All this for one line - something about her skin smelling of chlorine. Daft job, this.
Today I will fix the imaginary hot tub, and start subjugating the woman in my next story 'Under his hand, I blossom'. I do love that title. As far as research goes, I think it's just heather and sunblock today. Onwards...