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Mar. 10th, 2003 12:43 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
burntcopperJogging log : 32 mins, 5 mins of New Hill and beyond.
On the other... my brain appears to be concentrated on writing a Napoleonic wars era piece. Previously I'd had the tired old 'girl dresses up as a bloke to pass for a soldier' line, which when you think about it in realistic terms, would be bloody impossible in the communal army situation of the time. Aside from living practically on top of each other the whole time, sharing quarters etc, the amount of time soldiers would be going around sans shirts, washing, getting flogged, or just going to the loo - you'd never be able to get away with passing as a boy. However, Sharpe has done my brain in and provided me with an interesting way out. Exploring officers and spies. There's always female spies. Producing a fair bit of that. And trying to figure out what to write next in the Sharpe/Riley piece.
Other news. Not good. My aunt Lindsey, my mum's younger sister, phoned yesterday. She's had breast cancer diagnosed. Lump discovered two weeks ago, had all the tests, and it's cancer, spread to her armpit. Not good. Especially considering Lindsey's already had cancer of the womb/cervix (reason I can't miss smear tests). And there's nothing you can do, just hope they manage to cure it without too much damage.
On the other... my brain appears to be concentrated on writing a Napoleonic wars era piece. Previously I'd had the tired old 'girl dresses up as a bloke to pass for a soldier' line, which when you think about it in realistic terms, would be bloody impossible in the communal army situation of the time. Aside from living practically on top of each other the whole time, sharing quarters etc, the amount of time soldiers would be going around sans shirts, washing, getting flogged, or just going to the loo - you'd never be able to get away with passing as a boy. However, Sharpe has done my brain in and provided me with an interesting way out. Exploring officers and spies. There's always female spies. Producing a fair bit of that. And trying to figure out what to write next in the Sharpe/Riley piece.
Other news. Not good. My aunt Lindsey, my mum's younger sister, phoned yesterday. She's had breast cancer diagnosed. Lump discovered two weeks ago, had all the tests, and it's cancer, spread to her armpit. Not good. Especially considering Lindsey's already had cancer of the womb/cervix (reason I can't miss smear tests). And there's nothing you can do, just hope they manage to cure it without too much damage.
