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Saturday, April 16th, 2005
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8:18p - Yesterday, All My Troubles Seemed So Far Away.
Words Today: 1008
Words Total: 73,500
Word doesn't know of light-heartedness. Poor Word.
I, on the other hand, was quite light-hearted about the wordcount... only why does it take all night to grind out one page and an hour for three more when I really, really should stop and sleep? And I keep having this wild hope that the scene to come will be easier -- speedier, and less like torture. Hah! This is why I should invest heavily in smut at the end of books -- and not tame teasing innuendo style sex but the full on EO kind -- it distracts the author, and the reader, from the whole end-of-book-approaching thing.
And yes... I am thinking about EO and wondering how to put that extra bit of pull into the front end -- I waver between believing myself competent enough to do so, and abandoning hope. I guess that's what I should get on with when Middlemost is finished and out looking for comment. Ends can waver a little but beginnings have to work well enough to get people there -- in other words... the best ending in the world is at the mercy of it's beginning.
Oh, and it looks as if the trip to Uncle Bert's has been cancelled -- so I won't get up to a week's worth of glorious solo living in the near future. Bah.
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