Wednesday, August 21, 2002
Just between you and me and everyone else on the web, I'm am so frelling tired of writing this frelling novel. No, really. The time has come to type "The End" and move along to something else.
Yesterday was amazing, though. I broke my previous all-time words-per-day record of 1,800 words by writing 2,246 words on Chapter Thirteen of Low Red Moon, which comes to eight and a half pages, in six hours. Afterwards, I could barely remember how to drool. Note from Jennifer: It's all true. Really. Real, live drool.
I barely had the presence of mind left to eat dinner and lay on the sofa, watching a Farscape video, until I could fall asleep.
Also, before I go forth to slay, I'll be doing a new short story for a chapbook to be released by Subterranean Press with the limited edition of J. K. Potter's Embrace the Mutation (edited by Potter, William Schafer, and Bill Sheehan). Like all the stories in the book itself, mine will be based on one of Potter's photos. That's what I'll do after Dragon*Con.
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