Setting a page count under those circs - OK, you wanted an opinion, here it is. That would be suicidal. Seriously - creative suicide.

Well, I'd realized that much already, which is why I decided not to do it.

It's probably just as well I've reached the point in the story I have--there's no danger whatsoever I'm going to forget what I meant to write next.

AmyLiz, are you on RWAAlert yet? If not, let me know, and I'll forward the message I just got WRT the graphical standards meeting from last night--basically, they're suspended for the moment, and a committee has been formed to seek member input and actually figure out all those pesky details about when and how they'd be applied.

Three weeks yesterday for R&RNF.

54,238 words. Into chapter twelve.

The end of the book is a light at the end of the tunnel, and I can see it.

Shortest tunnel ever. My muse is apparently sucking crystal meth.

t applauds Deb

Damn...

This is nuts. It is. Attack novel, or something. I'm in the very high tension part of this thing, zooming in toward the solution and the ending, and I know precisely what's going to happen, what they're going to say to each other, the lot.

Hey - it's how Anne Rice wrote Interview. You're kinda similar except for the editor, the genre, the plot, the having an editor, and oh yeah - you have talent.

Heh. Aimee, there's also the fact that, as a writer, I don't have the verbal runs.

Seriously. In something like "the Feast of All Saints", I'd have cut a third of that book. When did "tight" become a rude word?

When people paired it with "up"?

Pokes head in.

I'm planning to take lots of time in Europe to write. Someone, tell me quick that any ol' notebook will do, and that I absolutely don't need the brown-worn-leather-tied-up-with-a-string journal I saw in Borders.

I wants the Precious. Me and my damn stationary.