Monday, January 28, 2008

style sheets

wednesday will be a monumental day -- i've actually sked'd a deadline that i'm going to meet. as many of you know, i was contracted this summer to write a few entries for the british library's forthcoming dictionary of nineteenth-century journalism (now rendered more forthcoming due to my, er, timely contribution), and off to the editor those three darlings will go, bright and early wednesday morning. oooooo. it's going to be a good day.

i've been spending time in my turret, spitting and polishing -- you know? buffing up the prose a little? -- in preparation for this monumental occasion. in doing so, i realized that the spitting and polishing is not unlike giving (or getting!) a pedicure before a much-anticipated date. it's the part of writing (and foot care) i really do love.

the part of writing i really do hate, you ask, pedihistory aside? (and i know you're curious ...) aside from shitty first drafts (cf. anne lamott)? style sheets. i really hate formatting stuff to fit with style sheets. i find it mind-numbing.

thanks to my friend jon, this tune has therefore become the most recent addition to the soundtrack of my life.

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