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You know that third book I was telling you about?
Friday, October 24, 2003It's a short story. I finished it last night. It's around 12,000 words, so I have to decide if it's a short story or a novella. It's happy with its current word count, so I'll let things sit awhile. Which means I'm able to go forth and start my real third book. But I decided to save it all for November 1st. Yep. I'm going to do it. I'm going to write 50,000 words in a month: I always wanted to participate, but my writing schedule, which is supposed to start in January and end in November, allowing me to take the month of December off to clean up my life for the new year, is hopelessly shot. Murdered. Bludgeoned to death with a pickaxe. And I'm hoping by starting this new book in November, I'll get to participate, and maybe, if I make the 50,000 words *without* skipping any book reviews or getting behind in my editing, and keeping a keen eye on the Fiction Addiction site, I'll actually be this much closer to actually having a third book done. I might actually get back on a real schedule. So, who's with me in this madness? Or are you just going to sit back and laugh at me? Oh...and in other news! (sings) Hand me down my cup of bile! Hand me down my cup of bile! Why am I singing? Because, do you remeber when I got rejected by that really big new publisher? One of their PR people emailed me and said she liked my reviews and wondered if I'd like to reveiw thier books. Isn't that ickily ironic? And really nice...I was way thrilled and complimented, even as I felt the blunt edge of the spoon stab me in the heart. And what did I say? I said yes, and send them to this address. Actually, I like them both equally, but I love cheap jokes. Permalink Cindy scribed this at 5:59 PM 0 comments |