Just a quick follow-up entry to let you know I'm doing more than just reading reviews of "The Two Towers" and critiquing it here on my journal. Yeah, sure, I did that MOST of the day, but I was sorta productive otherwise...

I finished up all my edits to two older stories, "Gunning for the Buddha" and "Black Angels" and sent them out to possible publishers, and I did about 1k on my collab with Tim Pratt, which is turning out to be a lot of fun (we're doing it round-robin style: he writes a scene and ends it on a sort of cliffhanger, then I pick up after that and write a scene, ending on a cliffhanger, etc.).

And one of these days I'll get back to that SF novel. Probably tomorrow, if I have some time. Got to donate blood in the morning, then do some last-minute xmas shopping. Later!

Stories out to Publishers:
19

Today's Words:
1,000

Novel Words:
143,500

Today's Quote:
An orange horizon opened up outside, on her right, its mindless fire filling the sky as they raced south. Janis inhaled brimstone and too-sweet cologne. The sun. The sun was pushing itself up out of the ground. To the west.

Janis had an impeccable sense of direction, but this -- even more than the transformation of her sleeper car from Amtrak to trolley, more than the scabbed wood under her hands and knees that had only moments earlier been dark red carpeting, more than the stink of too much Old Spice and sulfur -- this fact was too much for her.

But before she could inhale for a scream, someone else beat her to it.