Somewhere between 9-12 new pages written today, I think. Over a hundred edited/revised, in total. there is a next long section that is going to be full of rearrangements and stitching, and some new content, but not too much of that, I don’t think. It would make me very happy to get through another hundred pages tomorrow. (It’d make me even happier to get through more, but I would not be at all displeased with 100 pages a day through the weekend. It Would Do.) At any rate, it’s better. I’m happier with it. I will be much gladder for this push and to send off this manuscript in six days’ time than I would have been otherwise. That’s good.
I really have to make an effort to get out of the house tomorrow. One of the problems with my revisions mindset is that I do not like to do *anything* else. I don’t like to talk to people. I don’t like people being near me. I don’t like leaving my work, because it’s a matter of holding it all in my head while I’m revising, and I’m afraid something will slip out. So I have to make an effort to go to the gym tomorrow, because I also get grumpy and exercise helps that.
Very tired now. Going to bed.