One. Slow. Word. After. Another. Forty. Thousand. Times. Having a bit of rough going getting it *one* thousand times, much less forty. I’ve got this sloggy bit here and I’m convinced, CONVINCED I TELL YOU, that if I can just bloody well get through it that the rest of the book will just fall into place and I’ll charge through the writing of it. I think I’ve been thinking that for a hundred and twenty pages… And the aggravating bit right now is that if I’m right and once the…
wfc
I have just bought plane tickets to Austin, so it appears I am indeed going to WFC. Gotta arrange a hotel room and, y’know, buy the con membership, but the get-Catie-to-Texas aspect has been taken care of. Ted, most unhappily, couldn’t get the week off, so I’ll be going stag. Never been to Texas. Don’t know if I’ll like it. But now, the important question for the ages: is is possible to get Henry Weinhardt’s root beer in Austin? This is of Critical Importance, I tell you! Also of critical…
Octocon report!
Well, Ted and I were perfect fuddy-duddies on Friday night when we got to the hotel in Maynooth: we flopped up to our hotel room, spent a couple hours reading the graphic novels we’d picked up in Dublin, and went to sleep. :) I have no idea if there was anything going on in the hotel that night, but if there was, we sure as heck missed it! It did, however, put us in a good position to get up early Saturday and have breakfast, where we met and his…
-neerow-
Off to Octocon! Back Monday!
arright.
Arright, my will is broken, or something. Met quota today and am at the beginning of a new chapter, so I think I’m just gonna leave it there. I’ll write the next chapter on Indexus while we’re traveling, and it’s just easier to have the file all in one place. If, somehow, I manage to pull this together in the number of chapters I initially imagined, I have 3 chapters left. If not, I think I have 5. I can do that. miles to Isengard: 304 ytd wordcount: 341,900