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Gray daze.

Well, I don't want to get into the politics of what's going on in the world other to say that I hope it all ends soon, and with as little bloodshed as possible. The war, the rain, and the overall craziness of the past few weeks for Elizabeth and me has made for some gray days, I must admit.

So, to take my mind off the negative stuff going 'round, I throw myself into my fiction. I guess it could be worse -- I could be throwing myself into drink or drugs or loose women, right? ;)

Did a major overhaul on the story I'm working on with Derek, "Shadow Wolf." I chopped out almost a thousand words, did lots of tweaking and improving, I hope, and threw it back to Derek. I think it's almost there. This story was definitely a stretch for me -- my brian muscles are still sore!

I also did a couple tweaks to the story I wrote with Greg van Eekhot, "California King," thanks to some comments from Scott, and shot those back to Greg, in case he hasn't submitted it yet.

Oh, and I almost forgot, I dusted off the novella "The City of All-Worlds" in preparation for an upcoming anthology submission. And I realized that I realyl liked that setting. May have to go back there someday and finish the novel that stalled there...

And that pretty much has me caught up, story-wise. It's back to Ocracoke and the Blackbeard novel for the rest of the month. I'm hoping to hit 50k on that one before the end of March, but I'm only at 29k right now... Wish me luck! Later.

Now Playing:
"Slow Motion Daydream," Everclear

Now Reading:
The Best Fantasy of 2001, edited by Robert Silverberg

Stories out to Publishers:
21!

Today's Words:
0 (revising)

Words for '03:
44,000

Today's Quote:
Charlie felt a pang of fear and wondered if the man was lying. The man above him, as if to reiterate his point, exploded into a ten-second-long fit of coughing. Charlie thought about the faces of the men he’d been training in the past three weeks, how they had traded in their fear for their own safety for courage. Each man and woman had inside of them a story of a loved one who had been somehow caught in the turbulence of the unending wars and violence of the area.


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