staggering in
5,000 words today. WMGGW is now at 212 manuscript pages.
My brain hurts.
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staggering in
5,000 words today. WMGGW is now at 212 manuscript pages.
My brain hurts.
My brain hurts.
It'll have to come out, then.
It'll have to come out, then.
Works for me. Do you have a grapefruit spoon you aren't using?
I've got a plastic knife.
Spork?
Actually, I want to see if I can get the first chunk of Chapter Ten done today, so ita can have it to read on the plane.
I'd probably better postpone the brain removal surgery until later.
Whew!
Heh. ita, I'll send you what I've got done on WMGGW later on; it'll hopefully go up through the first half of chapter ten. It's sitting at about 45,000 words right now.
BTW, would you mind terribly being a suspect in the fourth book? At Cannes?
Okay. Query letter, bio, source list, overview, outline, and manuscript all neat and tidy and bound solely with a rubber band.
Envelope addressed neatly.
Must go to post office on lunch break.
Okay. So even if I get rejected in the end, I'm going to be cool. I am not going to spiral into a melodramatic self-pity fest.
I am going to develop a callous to such things.
I am going to remember that the work is a thing, the work is not me.
Except for the part that this thing is me. But we'll ignore that for now! yessiree.
It'll all work out, and it'll get published, and someone will pay me enough to pay off my credit card, and then I'll be content for about three weeks.
(fistpump for Allyson)
Next time we're down there - should, hopefully, be September - you and ita to dinner again?