I got through 450 pages of manuscript without falling asleep today, which is an amazingly good sign. I’ve got another hundred to go, and possibly should’ve stopped about 25 pages ago, as by the end I was just reading, and not thinking at all. I wanted to get to the last 3 chapters and just have those for tomorrow, but it’s another 20 pages to the end of the one I’m on, and … yeah. Had to stop. Good news is I’m fairly confident of the book up to 350 pages, and relatively confident up to 450 pages. Then again, I thought it was the last 3 chapters that were awful, so we’ll see tomorrow, I imagine.
Right. Gotta call
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eta eta: I can’t count. 7th book won’t be out til this spring. It’s only 6. Okay. :)
I assume some of that came from ‘back catalogue’, or rather from all those things you’d worked on previously, but that had to wait for the dam to burst.
Even so, congratulations.
Actually, no. URBAN SHAMAN was the only one fully written. THUNDERBIRD FALLS was halfway done. The other…oh, hey, I can’t count. Won’t be 7 until this coming spring. It’s only 6. Anyway, so the other three books and the novella weren’t written.
Even so, wow. That’s quite a work rate.
(Not as much as Lionel Fanthorpe, but then, Lionel is unique.)