cornmeal pudding

[gwynnega]

Writing: I worked on chapter ten revisions at lunchtime and made a bunch of notes for later chapters. The Jo book is at that point where the LATER chapters are enticing and fascinating and I can't stop thinking about them, but the chapter I'm actually working on is a hard slog.

Lunch: chicken mole, beans and rice, and an insanely good cornmeal pudding that I really need to stop eating right now because I am full, but it is SO GOOD.


Lest we think only Tom Desmond recites poetry on Ryan's Hope, today Pat had a go while he and Delia were in their cabin during their Cruise to Hell!!

Pat: Her lips were red, her looks were free,
Her locks were yellow as gold.

Delia: That's pretty. Say some more.

Pat: I don't remember any more.

Pat's grim voiceover: Her skin was as white as leprosy,
The Night-mare LIFE-IN-DEATH was she,
Who thicks man's blood with cold.

Gwynnega: Oh, snap! Boy, Pat and his voiceover really can't stand Delia anymore.

Despite stiff competition from "The Rime of the Ancient Mariner," Hungover!Seneca had the line of the day: "I can recover more easily from a gunshot wound than from a night at Rae Woodard's."

Comments

[10zlaine.livejournal.com]

I'm just catching up on this now. This whole week is a riot! Pat's got that drugged out look of crazy just while eating *brunch* with Delia!

[gwynnega]

I love how Pat thinks he doesn't have to disguise his awful put-upon expression, because he doesn't know Delia can see him. Today's fantasy sequence is hilarious!