I decided had the best name for the “reaching the end of this book is like cutting something in half and then again and again but it’s infinite because you can always cut it in half again” syndrome: Novelist’s Event Horizon. I am at the Novelist’s Event Horizon. The end of the book is always going to be three chapters away. Nothing I do will ever change that fact. Eventually Lawrence Fishburne will arrive to lead me through a space-time continuum of Hell, but at the last moment we will…
argh
Argh. Goddamned Zilli has done something to make his cast slip. The vet’s not open on the weekends and I don’t know if this constitues an *emergency* (I’m inclined to think not, as long as we can keep him mostly off his feet, which can be accomplished by the use of the cat carrier if necessary). He’s not in pain, just suddenly clumsier and hopping more instead of walking (clubbing) along as he’d been doing. Argh. Dumb, *dumb* cat. He’d been doing so well, and it’s only supposed to be…
any dream will do
Oh, this is just agonizing. Bill, the avuncular producer guy, nearly made Lee the understudy cry, by admitting he should’ve seen that Lee was a leading man before the entire British nation had to point it out to him. Keith the former emo-boy has tonsilitis, and still turned in a rendition of “Moondance” that just made me want to fall over. His voice is so incredibly pure. And Lewis the blond who I don’t even LIKE actually pulled out some dance moves and turned in a couple of surprisingly good…
officially longer
Ok, the book is now Officially Longer than it was before, and I am going to make dinner, probably work some more (it’d be nice to finish another chapter), watch my show (tonight’s the last night!) and…if I’m not done with my chapter, maybe work more between the two parts. Today’s been a nice day, actually. I’ve gotten work done and I even got out of the house for a walk. It’s a miracle. :) miles to Minas Tirith: 173
breaking radio silence
After two days of silence you’d think I’d return to triumphantly state the book was done, wouldn’t you? Not so much, sadly. We’ve spent a lot of time looking at apartments, and I’ve been creeping forward on book progress. I have finally just hit 110K, and I’m 4 pages shy of this version of the book overtaking the last version. I think I’ve got about three chapters left. I will finish it this weekend if I have to stay up until Tuesday to do it (it doesn’t become not-the-weekend if…