9 March 2008

Typical

I was biking to school on Friday - probably the last time this year that I'll bike on ice and snow. I've biked on old ice and new ice, wet ice and dry ice, frozen slush with bike tracks and ice so smooth you can hardly see it. There have been moments when I wondered if I'd wake up in hospital, but I've always managed. Until Friday. There was a thin layer of fresh snow with ice underneath where my bicycle decided to throw me off - and of course there was gravel where I landed (this was downhill, so I flew a couple of feet). I've got a lovely bruise on my forehead, my knee is bright purple and the palm of my hand has been ripped open. Nothing serious, but it is rather annoying that it should happen the last time I bike on ice (characters' revenge maybe?)
And, typically, the purple on my knee is exactly the shade I need for a painting (I spent half an hour mixing paints at art school and I still couldn't get the right shade).

Anyway, I'm leaving tomorrow for the chemistry finals. I'll be back on Friday, though only for a few hours - then I'm off to the Netherlands to take my Dutch exams.

I still need to pack but the muse won't let me. So I'm rewriting the first chapter of NaNo06. I'm terribly sorry, Geravan, but I'm going to have to break your arm.

See you in a week or two!

3 comments:

Gabriele C. said...

Ouch, gravel in the hand is so not fun. I've managed to try a somersault with my bicycle as well some years ago.

What did happen to Geravan? Fell off a horse? :)

Kirsten Campbell said...

Off a horse onto ice? That's one way for a writer to take out their frustrations regarding injuries. >:)

Good luck with your Chemistry, and your Dutch!

Celedë Anthaas said...

Actually, I've got no idea what happened to Geravan. He sorta broke his arm before the novel started (I have to keep him out of the army somehow, or he'll ruin the plot).
But a fall off a horse is a good idea *grins* Especially onto ice. Maybe I can get a near-drowning accident in there too...