This year has just…gone. Poof. Fweh. Zoom. I honestly don’t feel like I’ve ever fully recovered from moving. Possibly because the last dozen or whatever boxes still aren’t dealt with. I just need another bookshelf, at this point, and I don’t have one. #sigh Anyway. I have so many things …
and others pointed out to me that perhaps the 10K daily steps thing was meant for people who were not also riding their bike to the gym and swimming. Unless, Tersa said, you’re an overachiever. I fear she was making an insinuation, but it is not one I can grasp. …
I have rapidly deduced that the problem with the bicycle is that it will cut into my Walk to Rivendell quite dramatically. I’m going to have to put some actual effort into going out for a daily walk, and I’m not likely to get anywhere near the 10K steps one …
Five weeks and ninety thousand words later, DEMON HUNTS is *done*. I was very, very determined to finish it today. 5700 word day, and I was writing scenelets all over the damned place hoping they’d add up to something I could stitch together and make the end of the book. …
I think I have about a chapter and a half to go on this book. It is getting ever-slower. I have reached the Novelist’s Event Horizon. I’m coming to the conclusion that the last five chapters or so of any book is my least favorite part of writing it. For …
