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Originally published at Dark Territory. You can comment here or there.
Just posting my progress before I fall into bed and do it all over again tomorrow, at the obscene hour of 7:30 a.m.
Oh, and the worldbuilding workshop for PNWA was really fantastic. We had an enthused group of participants and a dynamic class overall. I had fun. Remind me to tell you all about the fish dinner that almost killed Cherie when I’m not so sleepy.
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Conjure Man
New words: 810
Total: 4,081
Reason for stopping: Goal, scene
Mean things: Precarious mental states, visit from an old friend
Authorial notes: I kept whining I was too tired to write when I got home, but I decided I should at least try for half an hour before I went to bed, and lo and behold I got us to our first major left turn in the story. I’m wondering if it happened too fast, but I don’t think so. I have a feeling there will be a lot of fleshing, like there was on Street Magic. At any rate, this scene was monstrously fun to write and Jack continues to astound me with the amount of lyricism he keeps hidden under his “Fuck off and die” public face.
Other work: Teaching fancy workshop. Hobnobbing with fancy editors. At Taco Bell.
Reading: The Name of the Wind, Patrick Rothfuss