Today I figured out what was wrong with the book! And the best part is, I only have to go back about two and a half chapters to fix it, and most of what I’ve written can be kept, it just needs to be shuffled around and revised a little. It is not impossible that I will finish the book on time! (It’s maybe not likely, because that would be some pretty intensive writing, but it’s not impossible!) The solution? The stakes were, in fact, not high enough. I got…
it’s friday?
Going to Dublin for three days when day one is a Sunday throws off my already not very firm grasp of what day it is even further. I’m completely convinced it’s Tuesday. Fortunately for me, rather than having to find something pithy to say, I can just point you at Laura Anne Gilman, who has made an extremely salient statement about the writing life. Also, one almost always needs the lesser amount of peanut butter one gets out to eat with one’s apple. I invariably think ‘that can’t be enough’…
thinks I’ve done
Today hasn’t been the blue blazes writing glory I hoped it would be after a week off. I’ve tapped out about 1700 words, and some of them came easily, but I still seem to have a sense of unease about the book. I’ve gotten a deadline extension to the 16th of March if necessary, so I’m not freaked out, just uncomfortable, and I’m going to print it out tonight and tomorrow’s work will be reading it (probably twice) and seeing about making Hard Choices. I just don’t feel like the…
and the rest of the story
Aside from the Gaimaning, we had a really good time in Dublin. Hm. That sentence seems to suggest that we didn’t have a good time Gaimaning, which is clearly not what I meant. Ah, language. Don’t try this at home; I’m a professional. :) Anyway, aside from dinner with Pádraig and Deirdre we lunched with Brian/, who is his usual charming self. (I mean this with all sincerity. Brian is a splendid example of a typical Irishman, with a tongue that is both silver and wicked. I love hanging out…
A-Gaimaning we went!
Back from Dublin, where we had an extremely nice ‘weekend’, ate *way* too much generally excellent food, saw friends, got books signed, signed some books, and spent too much money. Gaiman-related details under the cut, since that’s probably most of what people want to read about anyway. :)