I'm still coughing. I must be expending more than half my energy every day just fucking coughing. By late afternoon, early evening, I'm exhausted, day after day.
And it's still overcast here. Currently, it's 38˚F, with a windchill of 31˚F.
Yesterday, I wrote 1,101 words on "Tupelo." On Facebook, I posted: "The new Dancy story, "Tupelo," has reached 5,000 words, and it's hardly started. I fear it's developed novella ambitions." Which is true. It's impossible for me to imagine this story coming in under 10,000 words. However, if I use SFFWA (Science Fiction and Fantasy Writers of America) standards, 10,000 words will actually only make it a novelette, a word I find somewhat precious and annoying. Anyway, I'm going to need several more days before the story is done, regardless of what you call it.
I haven't left the house since the 13th.
Right now, this is the world outside the Red Room:
Resistance, Peace, and Compassion,
Aunt Beast
And it's still overcast here. Currently, it's 38˚F, with a windchill of 31˚F.
Yesterday, I wrote 1,101 words on "Tupelo." On Facebook, I posted: "The new Dancy story, "Tupelo," has reached 5,000 words, and it's hardly started. I fear it's developed novella ambitions." Which is true. It's impossible for me to imagine this story coming in under 10,000 words. However, if I use SFFWA (Science Fiction and Fantasy Writers of America) standards, 10,000 words will actually only make it a novelette, a word I find somewhat precious and annoying. Anyway, I'm going to need several more days before the story is done, regardless of what you call it.
I haven't left the house since the 13th.
Right now, this is the world outside the Red Room:
Resistance, Peace, and Compassion,
Aunt Beast
- Current Location:Providence, RI (Drearyland, USA)
- Current Mood:ugh cough cough ugh
- Current Music:Bon Iver, "Holocene"
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