The Love Potion, Evelyn De Morgan
Have over 6400 new words on A Lamentation of Swans, about 24 pages of fresh story, and I’m pleased with my progress. Yes, I’m sneaking up on February, word by word. Figure if I tiptoe along, beneath the prickly cloak of determination, when the official date arrives, I’ll have bridged the abyss.
I’m working on my GDR’s for 2008 and will post them here so’s to keep me and Madame Muse honest. Mostly Madame Muse. She has the nasty habit of fleeing for the cave when the going gets rough, declaring she doesn’t know what I’m talking about, and leaving me stranded on a broken bridge with the abyss yawning below.
Here’s what I’d like to do this year–objects in mirror may be larger than they appear:
Finish a first draft of A Lamentation of Swans;
Rewrite one of the other books, don’t know which one yet;
Write and send out five short stories;
and work on Secret Project B.
Already I feel a sigh coming on…promises, promises.
It’s been a loverly drive in this week; made it to work in an hour this morning! Next week, the rest of So Cal will be back from holiday vacations and my zen will be in serious need of a drug.
